It Is Those We Live With And

Yet Even In The Loneliness Of The Canyon I Knew There Were Others Like Me Who Had Brothers They Did Not Understand But Wanted To Help. We Are Probably Those Referred To As "our Brother's Keepers," Possessed Of One Of The Oldest And Possible One Of The Most Futile And Certainly One Of The Most Haunting Instincts. It Will Not Let Us Go.

It Is Very Important To A Lot Of People To Make Unmistakably Clear To Themselves And To The Universe That They Love The Universe But Are Not Intimidated By It And Will Not Be Shaken By It, No Matter What It Has In Store. Moreover, They Demand Something From Themselves Early In Life That Can Be Taken Ever After As A Demonstration Of This Abiding Feeling.

When Exhausted And Feeling Sorry For Yourself, At Least Change Your Socks.

Ahead And To The West Was Our Ranger Station - And The Mountains Of Idaho, Poems Of Geology Stretching Beyond Any Boundaries And Seemingly Even Beyond The World.

Slowly We Became Silent, And Silence Itself If An Enemy To Friendship.