“The plants and flowersI raised about my hutI now surrenderTo the willOf the wind”
“Hi! My little hutIs newly-thatched I see...Blue morning-glories”
“And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowersIs always the first to be touched by the thorns.”
“i will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowersI will take the sun in my mouthand leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyesto dash against darknessin the sleeping curves of my body”
“I am strong as steel and my roots are planted deep in this southern soil. Time may have weathered me, but I will always bend with the wind”
“You need to trustTo surrenderTo ask for guidanceGo within for the answersThey're within youYou have the answersAll you need do is ask”