Now Close The Windows And Hush All

I Always Entertain Great Hopes.

I Have Been One Acquainted With The Night. I Have Walked Out In Rain - And Back In Rain. I Have Outwalked The Furthest City Light. I Have Looked Down The Saddest City Lane. I Have Passed By The Watchman On His Beat And Dropped My Eyes, Unwilling To Explain.

Something We Were Withholding Made Us Weak, Until We Found It Was Ourselves.

The Heart Can Think Of No Devotion Greater Than Being Shore To The Ocean- Holding The Curve Of One Position, Counting An Endless Repetition.

We Dance Round In A Ring And Suppose, But The Secret Sits In The Middle And Knows.