When water gets caught in habitual whirlpools, dig a way out through the bottom of the ocean.
Late, by myself, in the boat of myself, no light and no land anywhere, cloudcover thick. I try to stay just above the surface, yet I'm already under and living within the ocean.
In the Friend-place nothing true can be said. Let Me Just Be Here.
Counterfeiters exist because there is such a thing as real gold.
Close your eyes, fall in Love, stay there.
Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom. How do they learn it? They fall and falling, they're given wings.