Beyond fear and desire
the harvest of self-interest sown...
I needn't look for happiness
its right here in me...
So Paul wrote his christian bretheren
some two millenia ago...
Eyes hung on clouds retreat forward careless...
Walking-feet chalking the...
Heaven aloft ....that pillowed weight....above a...
What knowledge is to be had
that would sufflice this longing...
Embark!
this my voyage into new dangers...
Many an hour I have spent
with eyes glued to some book...
Here you are welcome
here no answers are required...
"the Sabbath was made for man
not man for the Sabbath"...
Let us say it and heretofore ever repeating:
I love you...