He Is Exactly The Poem I Wanted

It's Not A Competition, It's A Doorway.

My Work Is Loving The World.

So Come To The Pond, Or The River Of Your Imagination, Or The Harbor Of Your Longing, And Put Your Lips To The World. And Live Your Life.

To Find A New Word That Is Accurate And Different, You Have To Be Alert For It.

I Climb, I Backtrack. I Float. I Ramble My Way Home.