Wandering off, far and wide. Alone.
(3.37 Dhammapada)
Lizards swallowed a white horse.
There's a swallow as big as a bear in the cypress tree.
It's the light.
Magnifies, encourages optical misjudgements.
You can taste the bitter herbs in the olives here.
Nine times the bell strikes,
and the thin air flings further, wider than imagined.
The brutal blue sky!
