mandag 21. mars 2016

To think a flower is to see it and smell it and to eat a fruit is to taste its meaning.


So...
I'm a keeper of sheep.
The sheep's has bout 
2 and four legs.
The sheep are my thoughts
And my thoughts are all sensations.
I think with my eyes and ears
And with my hands and feet
And with my nose and mouth.


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