The Call of the Zen Bulls: 6) Riding the Bull home

6) Riding the Bull home“Mounting the bull, slowly I return homeward.The voice of my flute intones through the evening.Measuring with hand-beats the pulsating harmony, I direct the endless rhythm.Whoever hears this melody will join me.“”Commentary: “This struggle is over; gain and loss are assimilated. I sing the song of the village woodsman, and play the tunes of the children. Astride the bull, I observe the clouds above. Onward I go, no matter who may wish to call me back.”6) Indo para ...