I never 'plan' a stanza. Words cluster like chromosomes, determining the procedure.

Which of us has not been stunned by the beauty of an animal's skin or its flexibility in motion?

The weak overcomes its/ menace, the strong over-/comes itself.

You're not free until you've been made captive by supreme belief.

The self does not realize itself most fully when self-realization is its most constant aim.

War is pillage versus resistance and if illusions of magnitude could be transmuted into ideals of magnanimity, peace might be realized.

It is human nature to stand in the middle of a thing.