Seems right now, that all I have done in my life was making my way here to you.
I write because I have no other way to survive.
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute,We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race,And the human race is filled with passion,Medicine,law,business,engineering,these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life,But poetry...beauty,romance,love...these are what we stay alive for,To quote from Whitman,“O me,O life, of the questions of these recurring,of the endless trains of the faithless,of cities filled with the foolish,what good amid these,O me,O life?”Answer.That you are here,that life exists and identity,that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse, That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.