Breathe-in Experience, Breathe-out Poetry.

What Three Things Can Never Be Done? / Forget. Keep Silent. Stand Alone

I Will Try To Be Non-violent One More Day This Morning, Waking The World Away In The Violent Day.

There Is Also, In Any History, The Buried, The Wasted, And The Lost.

We Sit Here, Very Different Each From The Other, Until The Passion Arrives To Give Us Our Equality, To Make Us Part Of The Play, To Make The Play Part Of Us.

The Sources Of Poetry Are In The Spirit Seeking Completeness.