I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
(existing's tricky:but to live's a gift)
Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear. . .
Really unreal world, will you perhaps do the breathing for me while I am away?
Meanwhile myself et cetera lay quietly in the deep mud et cetera (dreaming, et cetera, of your smile eyes knees and of your Etcetera.)
love is the every only god