A Dim Capacity For Wings Demeans The

Forever Is Comprised Of Nows.

Banish Air From Air Divide Light If You Dare

The Sailor Cannot See The North / But Knows The Needle Can.

Somewhere In My Soul A Thought Went Up In My Mind Today That I Have Had Before, But Did Not Finish, Some Way Back, I Could Not Fix The Year. Nor Where It Went, Nor Why It Came The Second Time To Me, Nor Definetly What It Was, Have I The Art To Say. But Somewhere In My Soul, I Know I've Met The Thing Before; It Just Reminded Me-' Twas All'-and Came My Way No More.

Life Is A Spell So Exquisite That Everything Conspires To Break It.