If Those Who Owe Us Nothing Gave

It's Been A Long Time Since I Asked Anything Of Heaven, And My Arms Still Haven't Come Down.

Injury, When It Is Slight, Upsets Me; When It Is Strong It Calms Me.

When I Break Any Of The Chains That Bind Me I Feel That I Make Myself Smaller.

The Real "it Is Well" Is Something I Say From The Ground, Having Fallen.

The Children Whom Nobody Leads By The Hand Are The Children Who Know They Are Children.