The Stars Began To Burn Through The

One Day You Finally Knew What You Had To Do, And Began.

All Night My Heart Makes Its Way However It Can Over The Rough Ground Of Uncertainties, But Only Until Night Meets And Then Is Overwhelmed By Morning, The Light Deepening, The Wind Easing And Just Waiting, As I Too Wait (and When Have I Ever Been Disappointed?) For Redbird To Sing

Sometimes I Need Only To Stand Wherever I Am To Be Blessed.

Look, Hasn't My Body Already Felt Like The Body Of A Flower?

I Simply Do Not Distinguish Between Work And Play.