101 in Missing You

Although we may come from different worlds we have a lot in common. We hate the Sins of this World and strive to improve. We want to love for this World is ruled by Love unprejudiced by discipline knowledge adroit rhetoric and Hollywood ectoplasm. I encompass multitudes as I too am Walt’s child. My Heart is large my Mind carries centuries. I muse and meditate and stand by you in your daily struggle. You may not want to read the dead poet; you may not want to peruse a stale insipid saga; you may not want – but peace and quiet for the Soul… Come with me then and we shall fly on a morrow chirp we shall dissolve with dew inside a rosebud stretching its arms – reaching for You and I… The I which is a part of You.