Perhaps Poetry Will Be The

Go So Deep Into Yourself, You Speak For Everyone.

The First Step In The Journey Is To Lose Your Way.

It Is Necessary To Reteach A Thing Its Loveliness, To Put A Hand On Its Brow Of The Flower And Retell It In Words And In Touch It Is Lovely Until It Flowers Again From Within, Of Self-blessing.

I Have Always Intended To Live Forever; But Not Until Now, To Live Now.

Thats The Way It Is With Poetry: When It Is Incomprehensible It Seems Profound, And When You Understand It, It Is Only Ridiculous.