And now you are and I am and we're a mystery which will never happen again.
Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
because it's Spring thingS dare to do people (& not the other way round)because it 's A pril Lives lead their own persons(in stead of everybodyelse's)but what's wholly marvellous my Darling is that you & i are more than you & i(be ca us e It's we)
The sweet small clumsy feet of april came into the ragged meadow of my soul.
Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds