Here you display the old English flair for language...
Your insights and feelings swim out in the reading..
Your complex, articulate soul speaks out to the willing
and the able...the kindred and the calling...
The great blessing of Poetry...
"Stand up; be merry
This is your revolution
This is what I always wanted to believe in
But the concept keeps evading me"
Not Really, dear....Once begun, consciousness is
a committed work in continual progress ...
I feel as if I know you...
this brought tears to my eyes..
Please trust, and pursue the greater meaning of....
You are Not alone..
........."Learning to Live".........
...the true title, so well and carefully chosen....