To feel my love be born
And then to see it'll grow...
When I look at pictures with an old couple...
I can't help but think of us...
Remember that roof at the top of the hill
where the silence grew thick...
I am a plant, aren't I God?
I always seem to extend my faith...
In the middle of a forest,
a bucket full of water...
Love does not blind,
Love let's you see the virtues and the flaws...
May be I was a blanket for the sky:
obscure too dark... filled with light...
I write what I write
Just to write what I have to write...
Hey, here. Come forward. Step into this field.
Have your head held high, high above the ground...
A cricket
chirping...
On a fence made of iron a man hung his boot
he was tall with a beard that had grown to his...
In the road, I saw couples
like tu, too, two...