Out Of The Ash I Rise With

The Sky Leans On Me, Me, The One Upright Among All Horizontals.

Remember, Remember, This Is Now, And Now, And Now. Live It, Feel It, Cling To It. I Want To Become Acutely Aware Of All I’ve Taken For Granted.

Please, I Want So Badly For The Good Things To Happen.

It Never Occurred To Me To Say No.

We Must Be Moving, Working, Making Dreams To Run Toward; The Poverty Of Life Without Dreams Is Too Horrible To Imagine.