Who Rises From Prayer A Better Man,

A Woman Who Is Not Quite A Fool Will Forgive Your Being But A Man, If You Are Surely That. . .

We Never Know What's In Us Till We Stand By Ourselves.

The Sun Is Coming Down To Earth, And The Fields And The Waters Shout To Him Golden Shouts.

Earth Knows No Desolation. She Smells Regeneration In The Moist Breath Of Decay.

The Future Not Being Born, My Friend, We Will Abstain From Baptizing It.