We Can Know A Lot.

All Culture Developed As Some Wild, Raw Creature Strived To Live Better And Longer.

I Don't Ask For The Sights In Front Of Me To Change, Only The Depth Of My Seeing.

The Sweetness Of Dogs (fifteen) What Do You Say, Percy? I Am Thinking Of Sitting Out On The Sand To Watch The Moon Rise. Full Tonight. So We Go And The Moon Rises, So Beautiful It Makes Me Shudder, Makes Me Think About Time And Space, Makes Me Take Measure Of Myself: One Iota Pondering Heaven. Thus We Sit, I Thinking How Grateful I Am For The Moon’s Perfect Beauty And Also, Oh! How Rich It Is To Love The World. Percy, Meanwhile, Leans Against Me And Gazes Up Into My Face. As Though I Were His Perfect Moon.

Maybe Death Isn't Darkness, After All, But So Much Light Wrapping Itself Around Us--

I Know Many Lives Worth Living.