a couple of small verses

my sense organs,
a disoriented cattle,
grazing; a clumsy 
shepherd with a broken
flute, I watch helplessly

…

yoga means to connect
with who I am,
it also disconnects
me from nature

…

the sun – 
clouds cover,
slowly they go
away, I discover
the absence of
relationship between
the sun and the clouds,

the moon –
playing with the fish
in a dancing pond;
there is no link between
the moon, the pond,
the fish, and the breeze,

actions lie in the images,
day and night