on results:
i am assuming that everything is alright and difficult, where hordes of stars carry the burdens of the gentler animals like ourselves with wit and austerity beneath a hazardous settlement which we understand because we made and secretly admire,
because it moves (yes!) for always, for it is our way to pass the teahouse and the ceremony by, and rather fall sobbing to the floor with joy and freezing than to spill the sentiments upon the table and then thank the blood for flowing--
as it must throughout the miserable, clear and willfull life we love beneath the blue,
a fleece of pure intention sailing like a pinto in a barque of slaves
who soon turn upon their captors lower anchor, found in a city riding there
of poverty and sweetness paralleled among the races without time,
and one alone will speak of being born in pain and he will be the wings of an extraordinary liberty.
because it moves (yes!) for always, for it is our way to pass the teahouse and the ceremony by, and rather fall sobbing to the floor with joy and freezing than to spill the sentiments upon the table and then thank the blood for flowing--
as it must throughout the miserable, clear and willfull life we love beneath the blue,
a fleece of pure intention sailing like a pinto in a barque of slaves
who soon turn upon their captors lower anchor, found in a city riding there
of poverty and sweetness paralleled among the races without time,
and one alone will speak of being born in pain and he will be the wings of an extraordinary liberty.