I Am a keeper of sheep.

I'm a keeper of sheep.

The sheep are my thoughts

And my thoughts are all sensations.

I think with my eyes and ears

And with my hands and feet

And with my nose and mouth.

To think is to see it and smell it

And to eat a fruit is to taste it's meaning.

That's why on a hot day

When I ache from enjoying it so much,

And stretch out on the grass,

Closing my warm eyes,

I feel my whole body lying full length in reality,

I know the truth and I'm happy.

Alberto Caeiro

(do site http://nescritas.com/)