The Chance Is The Remotest, Of Its

Let Cloud Shapes Swarm, / Let Chaos Storm, / I Wait For Form.

You're Always Believing Ahead Of Your Evidence. What Was The Evidence I Could Write A Poem? I Just Believed It. The Most Creative Thing In Us Is To Believe In A Thing.

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.

Ends And Beginnings—there Are No Such Things. There Are Only Middles.

Courage Is Of The Heart By Derivation, And Great It Is. But Fear Is Of The Soul.