Those Tasks That Have Been Entrusted To

Draw Near To Nature. Then Try Like Some First Human Being To Say What You See And Experience And Love And Lose.

The Necessary Thing Is After All But This; Solitude, Great Inner Solitude. Going Into Oneself For Hours Meeting No One - This One Must Be Able To Attain.

So We Are Grasped By What We Cannot Grasp.

Swells, Marina? We Ocean, Depths, Marina? We Sky!

For Poems Are Not, As People Think, Simply Emotions (one Has Emotions Early Enough)-they Are Experiences.