A Breeze Discovered My Open Book And

Something We Were Withholding Made Us Weak, Until We Found It Was Ourselves.

Loosely Bound By Countless Silken Ties Of Love And Thought To Everything On Earth The Compass Round

Belief Is Better Than Anything Else, And It Is Best When Rapt - Above Paying Its Respects To Anybody's Doubt Whatsoever.

Leaves And Bark, Leaves And Bark, To Lean Against And Hear In The Dark. Petals I May Have Once Pursued. Leaves Are All My Darker Mood.

Ants Are A Curious Race