Enough Is So Vast A

These Are The Days When Birds Come Back, A Very Few, A Bird Or Two, To Take A Backward Look.

Forever Is Composed Of Nows— 'tis Not A Different Time— Except For Infiniteness— And Latitude Of Home

A Murmur In The Trees - To Note - Not Loud Enough - For Wind - A Star - Not Far Enough To Seek - Nor Near Enough - To Find

Prosperity Whose Sources Are Interior. As Soon Adversity A Diamond Overtake.

Existence Has Overpowered Books. Today I Slew A Mushroom.