These words owe no one. Nothing.
They owe nothing but loyalty to my truth.
Still a dreamer
Over the rainbow and all that
That soul to soul meeting
Love to the marrow
Place of spirit flight
Tasting and digesting
Centers
Centers
"The essayist is a self-liberated man, sustained by the childish belief that everything he thinks about, everything that happens to him, is of general interest." ~~ E.B. White
