Those Who Are Willing To Be Vulnerable

Light Takes The Tree; But Who Can Tell Us How? The Lowly Worm Climbs Up A Winding Stair; I Wake To Sleep, And Take My Waking Slow. Great Nature Has Another Thing To Do To You And Me, So Take The Lively Air, And, Lovely, Learn By Going Where To Go. This Shaking Keeps Me Steady. I Should Know. What Falls Away Is Always. And Is Near. I Wake To Sleep, And Take My Waking Slow. I Learn By Going Where I Have To Go.

(i Measure Time By How A Body Sways.)

Live In A Perpetual Great Astonishment.

Reason? That Dreary Shed, That Hutch For Grubby Schoolboys.

Time Marks Us While We Are Marking Time.