I Have Gone Into The Waste Lonely

What We Need Is More People Who Specialize In The Impossible.

I Wish I Could Find An Event That Meant As Much As Simple Seeing.

I Came Where The River Ran Over Stones; My Ears Knew An Early Joy. And All The Waters Of All The Streams Sang In My Veins That Summer Day.

And I Walked, I Walked Through The Light Air; I Moved With The Morning.

My Truths Are All Foreknown,this Anguish Self-revealed.i'm Naked To The Bone,with Nakedness My Shield.