What We Do Battle With Is So

I Am Touched By Your Beautiful Anxiety About Life.

You Darkness, That I Come From, I Love You More Than All The Fires That Fence In The World.

... Be Indulgent Toward Those Who ... Are Afraid Of The Aloneness That You Trust.

Somewhere There Is An Ancient Enmity Between Our Daily Life And The Great Work. Help Me In Saying It, To Understand It.

Everything Is Blooming Most Recklessly; If It Were Voices Instead Of Colors, There Would Be An Unbelievable Shrieking Into The Heart Of The Night.