Passing through the strange images in the mind of my "Broken Guru",this is the inner voyage which leads down to "Loving kindness". That poem shows the way: BEHIND HIS HILL,by Mark Hillman She is, behind that hill Is she? Is she in his mind, is she behind his mind? Is she a train ride? The ride there or the ride home It’s so rare to be both If she is there-and-back He must ride Behind the hill, back to here And back to the best of his mind She is, behind that hill Asleep Asleep in his plan, is she asleep? Is he better? When he wakes and finds her asleep In the deep of mind If she is, he must stare Walk and wake up there If when he does He finds all that he loves is there with him If he knows that this side Behind his hill Grows his plans well If he can tend this garden The earth is black and fresh EURPEAN CUSTOMERS SHOULD TRY THE LINK TO AMAZON.FR.