The Visible Exhausts Me. I Am Dissolved

I Always Felt Mean, Jogging Back Over The Logging Road,as If I Had Broken The Natural Order Of Things In That Swampland;disturbed Some Rhythm, Old And Of Vast Importance,by Pulling Off Flesh From The Living Planet;as If I Had Committed, Against The Whole Scheme Of Life, A Desecration.

The Body And The Soul Know How To Play In That Dark World Where Gods Have Lost Their Way.

A Mind Too Active Is No Mind At All.

I Bleed My Bones, Their Marrow To Bestowupon That God Who Knows What I Would Know.

God Bless The Roots! Body And Soul Are One.