and the limbs of trees and women
and the immense sky and oceans
and all that occupies them
and the occasional stunning poem
keep me from nihilism.
A balanced wheel can’t wait to spin.
A sharpened blade
is always keen to cut.
A balanced wheel can’t wait to spin.
A sharpened blade
is always keen to cut.
and the limbs of trees and women
and the immense sky and oceans
and all that occupies them
and the occasional stunning poem
keep me from nihilism.
and the limbs of trees and women
and the immense sky and oceans
and all that occupies them
and the occasional stunning poem
keep me from nihilism.