Today I Am Wise, So I Am

Don't Be The Rider Who Gallops All Nightand Never Sees The Horse That Is Beneath Him

She Loved Him So Much She Concealed His Name In Many Phrases, The Inner Meanings Known Only To Her.

In This Mob Of I's Inside, Which One Is Me? Hear Me Out. I Know I'm Wandering, But Don't Start Putting A Lid On This Racket. No Telling What I'll Do Then. Every Moment I'm Thrown By Your Story. One Moment It's Happy, And I'm Singing. One Moment It's Sad, And I'm Weeping. It Turns Bitter, And I Pull Away. But Then You Spill A Little Grace, And Just Like That, I'm All Light. It's Not So Bad, This Arrangement, Actually.

This Is How It Always Is When I Finish A Poem. A Great Silence Overcomes Me And I Wonder Why I Ever Thought To Use Language.

I Died As A Mineral And Became A Plant, I Died As A Plant And Rose To Animal, I Died As An Animal And I Was Man. Why Should I Fear? When Was I Less By Dying?