I Do Have Trouble With Titles.

You Touch Things Lightly Or Deeply; You Move Along Because Life Herself Moves, And You Can’t Stop It.

I'm Actually Forced To Write About Michigan Because As A Native Of That State It's The Place I Know Best.

I'm Hoping To Be Astonished Tomorrow By I Don't Know What.

It Is Utterly Soothing To Fly Fish For Trout. All Other Considerations Or Worries Drift Away And You Couldn't Keep Them Close If You Wanted. Perhaps It's Standing Thigh Deep In A River With The Water Passing At The Exact But Varying Speed Of Life. You Easily Recognize This Mortality And It Dissipates Into The Landscape.

Perhaps When We Die Our Names Are Takenfrom Us By A Divine Magnet And Are Freeto Flutter Here And There Within The Bodies Of Birds.i'll Be A Simple Crowwho Can Reach The Top Of Antelope Butte.(from: Hard Times)