And I Walked, I Walked Through The

How Body From Spirit Slowly Does Unwind, Until We Are Pure Spirit At The End.

And Soon A Branch, Part Of A Hidden Scene,the Leafy Mind, That Long Was Tightly Furled,will Turn Its Private Substance Into Green,and Young Shoots Spread Upon Our Inner World.

God Bless The Roots! Body And Soul Are One.

I Learn By Going Where I Have To Go.

Beginnings Start Without Shade,thinner Than Minnows.the Live Grass Whirls With The Sun,feet Run Over The Simple Stones,there's Time Enough.behold, In The Lout's Eye, Love.