I’ve been busy since yesterday with study among peers, old comrades, friends, our teacher. We talk and talk, exchange, explore. And then a few hours ago we emerge into the afternoon and it’s another beautiful day.
I think, « Divine! » Then I think, « Divine? » The words escape me in the brilliant sun, suddenly, like the truck groaning up the narrow street.
We lunch together, share curries, rice, then part ways.
All is said and done? Divine? Incomprehensible words!
All we know is what we don’t know, all together.