Tag: meditation

3. First sight of the bull

Sun blots the landscape soaking the faraway view to a faded wash eyes forced to a squint, slit-eyed I watch reeds and trees stand up against the glare silhouettes sooty as after bushfires a fine art drawing in red chalk and charcoal blotches of citrine light…

2. Discovering the Footprints

How many signs does a doubtful seeker need to know? for sure the bull is there – right there foolproof footprints everywhere and just the one creature neither mislaid nor yet found on a roundabout route too tough to configure to the other side…

1. In search of the bull

To begin with it’s a light-hearted venture the way informal as an animal track a definitive linear trampling sets me wondering about wandering pondering nothing in particular just the thought of seeing something for its own sake round and round the mirrored panorama of…