Be sure that whatever you are is you.

I wish I could find an event that meant as much as simple seeing.

The self says, I am; The heart says, I am less; The spirit says, you are Nothing.

You must believe: a poem is a holy thing - a good poem, that is. The poem, even a short time after being written, seems no miracle; unwritten, it seems something beyond the capacity of the gods.

What falls away is always. And is near.

A lively understandable spirit Once entertained you. It will come again. Be still. Wait.

I long for the imperishable quiet at the heart of form.