Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.

you shall above all things be glad and young For if you're young,whatever life you wear it will become you;and if you are glad whatever's living will yourself become.

in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems

The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.

maybe god is a child ‘s hand)very carefully bring -ing to you and to me(and quite with out crushing)the papery weightless diminutive world with a hole in it out of which demons with wings would be streaming if something had(maybe they couldn’t agree)not happened(and floating- ly int o

Because you aren't afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)

I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.