.I like to type until the dawn is just about to give itself to
day, and stand breathing in that new freshness of the world....I
like to read poems aloud until my throat is scratchy and my heart
feels wise again.....I like to rush through the only sonata i
know until my hands cramp up, and inspiration lives in my
toes......to walk until my feet are numb, and float at every
mountain summit; to climb evergreens in the rain, and garden
naked in the sun; to hug a rock against my belly while the sea
floor hugs me back, gazing up at dancing rising suns...
and then to sleep..... after I have danced myself awake again.