Teach As An Old Fishing Guide Takes

The Darkness Has It's Own Light.

(i Measure Time By How A Body Sways.)

I Came To Love, I Came Into My Own.

What We Need Is More People Who Specialize In The Impossible.

All Finite Things Reveal Infinitude: The Mountain With Its Singular Bright Shade Like The Blue Shine On Freshly Frozen Snow, The After-light Upon Ice-burdened Pines; Odor Of Basswood Upon A Mountain Slope, A Scene Beloved Of Bees; Silence Of Water Above A Sunken Tree: The Pure Serene Of Memory Of One Man,- A Ripple Widening From A Single Stone Winding Around The Waters Of The World.