I Judge People By What They Might

Since There My Past Life Lies, Why Alter It?

There Shall Never Be One Lost Good! What Was, Shall Live As Before; The Evil Is Null, Is Nought, Is Silence Implying Sound; What Was Good Shall Be Good, With For Evil So Much Good More; On The Earth The Broken Arcs; In The Heaven, A Perfect Round.

Night Conceals A World But Reveals A Universe.

Time'swheelsrunsbackor Stops: Potterand Clayendure.

And Let Them Pass, As They Will Too Soon, With The Bean-flowers' Boon, And The Blackbird's Tune, And May, And June!