Navigating Life

My inspiration and creativity are absent from my cryptic brain... ... A blanker whiteness of benighted snow With no expression, nothing to express -Robert Frost -time is a tree (this life one leaf) but love is the sky and i am for you just so long and long enough -e.e. Cummings

I have come to bury Love Beneath a tree, In the forest tall and black Where none can see. I shall put no flowers at his head, Nor stone at his feet, For the mouth I loved so much Was bittersweet. I shall go no more to his grave, For the woods are cold. I shall gather as much of joy As my hands can hold. I shall stay all day in the sun Where the wide winds blow, -- But oh, I shall cry at night When none will know. Sarah Teasdale