The Tibetan yogi, Shabkar
writes of protecting waterfowl
from an eagle who would daily
catch a few under his refuge.
Wielding a slingshot the yogi
would chase the eagle. But once it
faltered, and fell in the water.
Shabkar pitied the bird of prey . . .
that day spent lost in nature’s womb,
the protector of the sentient.
Reading this I had to do some online research to find out who Shabkar was. I gleaned some things and found out enough to know that The Life of Shabkar: The Autobiography of a Tibetan Yogin is available at Amazon, but not at the local library.
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