may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living

Now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened.

In just - Spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee

When god decided to invent everything he took one reath bigger than a circustent and everything began

Lovers alone wear sunlight.

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 poems to come are for you and for me and are not for mostpeople... you and i are human beings; mostpeople are snobs.