Seizing The Swift Logic Of A Woman,

Shake The Tree Of Life Itself And Bring Down Fruits Unheard Of.

I Don't Say What God Is, But A Name That Somehow Answers Us When We Are Driven To Feel And Think How Little We Have To Do With What We Are.

I Shall Have More To Say When I Am Dead.

And We Who Delve In Beauty's Lore Know All That We Have Known Before Of What Inexorable Cause Makes Time So Vicious In His Reaping.

Youth Sees Too Far To See How Near It Is To Seeing Farther.