Love, What A Long Way, To Arrive

To Feel The Affection That Comes From Those Whom We Do Not Know ... Widens Out The Boundaries Of Our Being, And Unites All Living Things.

I Am Everybody And Every Time, I Always Call Myself By Your Name.

What Will They Say About My Poetry Who Never Touched My Blood?

Everything Is Ceremony In The Wild Garden Of Childhood.

There Is No Insurmountable Solitude.