I am a herd keeper.
The flock is my thoughts
and my thoughts are all sensations.
I think with eyes and ears.
And with hands and feet
and with the nose and the mouth.
To think of a flower is to see and smell it
and to eat a fruit is to know its meaning.
So when on a hot day
I feel sad to enjoy it so much,
and I lie down on the grass,
and I close my warm eyes,
I feel my whole body lying in reality,
I know the truth and I am happy.
