Heaven Gives Its Glimpses Only To Those

The Sun Was Warm But The Wind Was Chill. You Know How It Is With An April Day. When The Sun Is Out And The Wind Is Still, You're One Month On In The Middle Of May. But If You So Much As Dare To Speak, A Cloud Come Over The Sunlit Arch, And Wind Comes Off A Frozen Peak, And You're Two Months Back In The Middle Of March.

One Age Is Like Another For The Soul.

My Goal In Life Is To Unite My Avocation With My Vocation, As My Two Eyes Make One In Sight.

So Was I Once Myself A Swinger Of Birches. And So I Dream Of Going Back To Be.

I Have Stood Still And Stopped The Sound Of Feet When Far Away An Interrupted Cry Came Over Houses From Another Street, But Not To Call Me Back Or Say Good-bye.