Looking Back, I Imagine I Was Always

Whatever Happens I Have Had These Blissful, Perfect Moments And They Are Worth Living For.

No, No The Mind I Love Must Still Have Wild Places - A Tangled Orchard Where Dark Damsons Drop In The Heavy Grass, An Overgrown Litde Wood, The Chance Of A Snake Or Two (real Snakes), A Pool That Nobody's Fathomed The Depth Of, And Paths Threaded With Those Litde Flowers Planted By The Wind.

If Only One Could Tell True Love From False Love As One Can Tell Mushrooms From Toadstools.

If One Really Does Try To Find Out Why It Is That People Don't Leave Each Other, One Discovers A Mystery. It Is Because They Can't; They Are Bound. And Nobody On Earth Knows What Are The Bonds That Bind Them Except Those Two.

The Whole World Shall Be Ours Because Of Our Love.