Saturday, 22 November 2008
3. Perceiving the Bull
I hear the song of the nightingale.
The sun is warm, the wind is mild, willows are green along the shore,
Here no bull can hide!
What artist can draw that massive head, those majestic horns?
Comment: When one hears the voice, one can sense its source. As soon as the six senses merge, the gate is entered. Wherever one enters one sees the head of the bull! This unity is like salt in water, like colour in dyestuff. The slightest thing is
not apart from self.
Once seen, the bull can be recognised anywhere.
The bull is the eternal principle of life. The ten bulls represent sequent steps in the realization of one's true nature.