Big Black Buffalo
and flies
like the slow movement
of the heart
and the endless buzzing rounds
of the mind

Big Black Buffalo rise
Let the stilness settle
first in my heart
than in my eyes

One little black bird
stands on the back
of the big black
buffalo
around his head
the flies

They don't disturb his meditations

I call Big Black Buffalo
I call my Big Black Buffalo
to rise
there will always be flies

but I pray
one day
you will no longer
see them in my eyes





Sarnath, Uttar Pradesh, India
10.2.05