There are times in your life when you must retreat.
There are times in your life when you need to step forward.
There are times in your life when you have to hold out your hand because you believe something will land in it if you wait long enough.
There are times in your life when you must wait, patiently, for what you want.
There are times in your life when writing poems is an inconvenince, and times when it is all you have.
There are times when you can let your writing define the world around you.
There are times that are happy and places that are happy and there are ways in which you can be happy if you appear in these places at designated times. It is not appointment-making, it is just good fortune.
There are times in your life that stop making sense, but there are times in your life where everything makes such clear sense you can see straight through every window in the world at once, all of them, and you can see the end and it’s exactly the place you wanted to be.