Love Is Every Bit As Violent And

And Love Was Creation's Source,creation's Ruler; But All Love's Ways Are Strewn With Blossoms And Blood, Blossoms And Blood.

I Have Gone To The Forest.

But Things Worked Out. Everything Works Out. Though Sometimes They Work Out Sideways.

Earth And Sea Merged, The Sea Tossed Itself In The Air In A Fantastic Dance, Into The Shapes Of Men And Horses And Tattered Banners. I Stood In The Lee Of An Overhanging Rock And Thought Of Many Things.

When Good Befalls A Man He Calls It Providence, When Evil Fate.