You Marry The Day You

You Fall In Love With People's Minds.

The Softness Of The Summer Day Like An Ermine Paw.

Nature Forms Us For Ourselves, Not For Others; To Be, Not To Seem.

I Sleep With My Feet On Moss Carpets, My Branches In The Cotton Of The Clouds.

I Palliate The Sufferings Of Others. Yes I See Myself As Softening The Blows, Dissolving Acids, Neutralizing Poisons, Every Moment Of The Day. I Try To Fulfill The Wishes Of Others, To Perform Miracles. I Exert Myself Performing Miracles.