Exists No Miracle Mightier Than This: To

Always It’s Spring)and Everyone’s In Love And Flowers Pick Themselves.

Now The Ears Of My Ears Awake And Now The Eyes Of My Eyes Are Opened.

You Shall Above All Things Be Glad And Young For If You're Young,whatever Life You Wear It Will Become You;and If You Are Glad Whatever's Living Will Yourself Become.

In The Street Of The Sky Night Walks Scattering Poems

Unbeing Dead Isn't Being Alive.