War, Like Children's Fights, Are

The Whole Universe Is Contained Within A Single Human Being - You.

Lightning, Your Presence From Ground To Sky, No One Knows What Becomes Of Me, When You Take Me So Quickly.

Listen To Presences Inside Poems.

Raise Your Words, Not Voice. It Is Rain That Grows Flowers, Not Thunder.

When Water Gets Caught In Habitual Whirlpools, Dig A Way Out Through The Bottom Of The Ocean.