Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
I'm living so far beyond my income that we may almost be said to be living apart.
worms are the words but joy's the voice
Miracles are to come. With you I leave a remembrance of miracles: they are by somebody who can love and who shall be continually reborn, a human being.
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
...sunlight is (life and day are)only loaned:whereas night is given(night and death and the rain are given;and given is how beautifully snow)