You are a child of the Universe…
Seek quieter places.Rediscover your soul.Mistrust words.Ignore siren slogans…
Life’s aftermathlingers long and glum,decades afterliving is done.
He always operatedfrom a position of poverty,drawn by the pullof voluptuous austerity.
Over the faint tinkle of piano tonesI mourned the loss of my innocenceOver the gentle breath of curtainsIn the silent summer breezeI…