Now I become myself. It’s taken time, many years and places.
Do we always make our freedom out of someone else's bondage?
Innocence is not pure so much as pleased, Always expectant, bright-eyed, self-enclosed
life is always bringing unexpected gifts.
Whatever peace I know rests in the natural world, in feeling myself a part of it, even in a small way.
We cannot afford not to fight for growth and understanding, even when it is painful, as it is bound to be.