Should each individual snowflake be held accountable for the avalanche?
I believe one day the distance between myself and God will / disappear.
This is no occupation for an adult who can look other adults in the eye, carry his own weight, and count himself one of them.
Poem in other words may or may not result from inspiration but must (in reader and author alike) produce it--
literature will lose, sunlight will win, don't worry.
The humiliation I go through/when I think of my past/can only be described as grace./We are created by being destroyed.