An Idea Comes As Near To Something

Poetry Is The Renewal Of Words, Setting Them Free, And That's What A Poet Is Doing: Loosening The Words.

Happiness Makes Up In Height For What It Lacks In Length.

But What Would Interest You About The Brook, It's Always Cold In Summer, Warm In Winter.

Suddenly, Quietly, You Realize That - From This Moment Forth - You Will No Longer Walk Through This Life Alone. Like A New Sun This Awareness Arises Within You, Freeing You From Fear, Opening Your Life. It Is The Beginning Of Love, And The End Of All That Came Before.

The Test Is Always How We Treat The Poor.