- I realize that there is something missing. If there is something missing then it means that it is apart from me. I know that there is more than this. I must search.
Following unnamed rivers, lost upon the interpenetrating paths of distant mountains,
- I found sources of information. Things that seem to be a way to find what I am missing. I search many different sources, hear and see many beautiful things. and get lost along the way.
My strength failing and my vitality exhausted, I cannot find the bull.
- I search and I search to point of of being ready quit. But I know that if I keep searching I will find it.
I only hear the locusts chirring through the forest at night.
- I hear the sounds of nature, but I still do not hear the sound of silence.
Original Comment: The bull never has been lost. What need is there to search? Only because of separation from my true nature, I fail to find him. In the confusion of the senses I lose even his tracks.Far from home, I see many crossroads, but which way is the right one I know not. Greed and fear, good and bad, entangle me.