“No steam or gas ever drives anything until it is confined. No Niagara is ever turned into light and power until it is tunneled. No life ever grows until it is focused, dedicated, disciplined.”
The heart is still a redwing. …
No I don’t mean that it’s so easy;
I don’t mean that it’s so small;
but the world below is not so mean
that it can make us fall.
I dropped down and I called out to heaven: ‘Send me someone to love.’ Heaven shot back: ‘You get the love that you allow.’ And everything is different now
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