The hardest fight a man has to fight is to live in a world where every single day someone is trying to make you someone you do not want to be--
in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems
Laughing is just another way of showing people your wise
It takes three to make a child.
worms are the words but joy's the voice
And still the mad magnificent herald Spring assembles beauty from forgetfulness with the wild trump of April:witchery of sound and odour drives the wingless thing man forth in the bright air.