Nothing Can Make Injustice Just But Mercy.

Leaves And Bark, Leaves And Bark, To Lean Against And Hear In The Dark. Petals I May Have Once Pursued. Leaves Are All My Darker Mood.

I Never Knew What Was Meant By Choice Of Words. It Was One Word Or None.

God Once Declared He Was True And Then Took The Veil And Withdrew.

To Be Social Is To Be Forgiving.

Poetry Is The Renewal Of Words, Setting Them Free, And That's What A Poet Is Doing: Loosening The Words.