This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

Energy is everything. Rubbing happy and sad together creates energy.

only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say it is I you have been looking for, and then goes with you everywhere like a shadow or a friend.

Because sometimes I live in a hurricane of words and not one of them can save me.

The hands are churches that worship the world.

We all find ourselves involved in projects or activities that confound us-when or why did I say I would do this? What was I thinking? I needed a poem for myself that said-pause longer. Think again.

I am looking for the human who admits his flaws Who shocks the adversary By being kinder not stronger What would that be like? We don't even know