For Many Years, I Thought A Poem

I Loved To Write When I Was A Child. I Wrote, But I Always Thought It Was Something That You Did As A Child, Then You Put Away Childish Things.

I Change Jobs Like Drinking Water ... And As I Grow Accustomed To The New Flavor Of A Drink I Regard As Delicious, Yes, Vital, Something Fades, Life Balks. So I Break Camp; I Shed Skins.

When I Was Young, I Was Older Than I Am Today.

If We Really Want To Be Full And Generous In Spirit, We Have No Choice But To Trust At Some Level.

Without Imagination We Can Go Nowhere. And Imagination Is Not Restricted To The Arts. Every Scientist I Have Met Who Has Been A Success Has Had To Imagine.