Since there my past life lies, why alter it?
Be sure that God Ne'er dooms to waste the strength he deigns impart.
Art remains the one way possible of speaking truth.
The moment eternal - just that and no more - When ecstasy's utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet!
How good is life, the mere living!
He guides me and the bird. In His good time!