Be Sure That Whatever You Are Is

The Self Says, I Am; The Heart Says, I Am Less; The Spirit Says, You Are Nothing.

Too Much Reality Can Be A Dazzle, A Surfeit;too Close Immediacy An Exhaustion

Civilization Is Over-rated, But There Isn't Much Else.

The Stones Were Sharp, The Wind Came At My Back; Walking Along The Highway, Mincing Like A Cat.

What Is Desire?-- The Impulse To Make Someone Else Complete? That Woman Would Set Sodden Straw On Fire.