I, To You, Am Lost In The

All The Heat And Fear Had Purged Itself. I Felt Surprisingly At Peace. The Bell Jar Hung Suspended A Few Feet Above My Head. I Was Open To The Circulating Air.

I Felt Overstuffed And Dull And Disappointed, The Way I Always Do The Day After Christmas.

I Woke To The Sound Of Rain.

That Is Salvation. To Give Of Love Inside. To Keep Love Of Life, No Matter What, And Give To Others. Generously.

I Was My Own Woman. The Next Step Was To Find The Proper Sort Of Man.