Year's End, All Corners Of This Floating

How Much I Desire! Inside My Little Satchel, The Moon, And Flowers

No Matter Where Your Interest Lies, You Will Not Be Able To Accomplish Anything Unless You Bring Your Deepest Devotion To It.

Now The Swinging Bridge Is Quieted With Creepers ... Like Our Tendrilled Life.

Seek Not The Paths Of The Ancients; Seek That Which The Ancients Sought.

Spring Rain Leaking Through The Roof Dripping From The Wasps' Nest.