To Find A New Word That Is

Also I Wanted To Be Able To Love And We All Know How That One Goes, Don't We? Slowly

Why Should I Not Sit, Every Morning Of My Life, On The Hillside, Looking Into The Shining World?

Look For Verbs Of Muscle, Adjectives Of Exactitude.

I Was Hurrying Through My Own Soul . . . I Was Leaning Out . . . I Was Listening.

Listen--are You Breathing Just A Little, And Calling It A Life?