I Lose And Find Myself In The

I Bleed My Bones, Their Marrow To Bestowupon That God Who Knows What I Would Know.

The Visible Exhausts Me. I Am Dissolved In Shadow.

When I Go Mad, I Call My Friends By Phone: I Am Afraid They Might Think They're Alone.

Light Takes The Tree; But Who Can Tell Us How? The Lowly Worm Climbs Up A Winding Stair; I Wake To Sleep, And Take My Waking Slow. Great Nature Has Another Thing To Do To You And Me, So Take The Lively Air, And, Lovely, Learn By Going Where To Go. This Shaking Keeps Me Steady. I Should Know. What Falls Away Is Always. And Is Near. I Wake To Sleep, And Take My Waking Slow. I Learn By Going Where I Have To Go.

I'm Sure I've Been A Toad, One Time Or Another. With Bats, Weasels, Worms...i Rejoice In The Kinship. Even The Caterpillar I Can Love, And The Various Vermin.