Illustration inspired by the book “The keeper of sheep”
I am a keeper of sheep.
The flock are my thoughts
and all of my thoughts are sensations.
I think with the eyes and with the ears and with the hands and the feet
and with the nose and the mouth.
To think of a flower is to see it and smell it
and to eat a fruit is to know what it means.
For this, when in a hot day I feel sad of enjoying it so,
and I lay down stretching in the grass, and I close my warm eyes,
I feel all my body laying down in reality, I know the truth and I’m happy.