Look In My Face; My Name Is

The Wombat Is A Joy, A Triumph, A Delight, A Madness!

Gather A Shell From The Strewn Beach And Listen At Its Lips: They Sigh The Same Desire And Mystery, The Echo Of The Whole Sea's Speech.

I Do Not See Them Here; But After Death God Knows I Know The Faces I Shall See, Each One A Murdered Self, With Low Last Breath. 'i Am Thyself,what Hast Thou Done To Me?' 'and Iand Ithyself,' (lo! Each One Saith,) 'and Thou Thyself To All Eternity!

Love Is The Last Relay And Ultimate Outposts Of Eternity.

The Sea Hath No King But God Alone.