This Poetry. I Never Know What I'm

Heart Is A Sea, Language Is The Shore. Whatever Is In A Sea Hits The Shore.

For Sixty Years I Have Been Forgetful Every Minute, But Not For A Second Has This Flowing Toward Me Stopped Or Slowed.

There Is Nothing I Want But Your Presence. In Friendship, Time Dissolves.

I Closed My Mouth And Spoke To You In A Hundred Silent Ways.

Everything In The Universe Is A Pitcher Brimming With Wisdom And Beauty.