Strong Is...

[greenstorm]

...going towards the morning.

Good things: cherry-lemon juice, creation of space and ownership thereof, respect enough to let it be.

And Peter Beagle wrote in The Last Unicorn:

When I was a young man and very well thought of
I couldn't ask aught that the ladies denied
I nibbled their hearts like a handful of raisins
And I never spoke love but I knew that I lied

But I said to myself "Ah, they none of them know
The secret I shelter and savor and save
I wait for the one who will see through my seeming
And I'll know when I love by the way I behave"

The years drifted over like clouds in the heavens
The ladies went by me like snow on the wind
I charmed and I cheated, deceived and dissembled
And I sinned and I sinned and I sinned and I sinned

But I said to myself, "Ah, they none of them see
There's part of me pure as the whisk of a wave
My lady is late but she'll find I've been faithful
And I'll know when I love by the way I behave"

At last came a lady both knowing and tender
Saying you're not at all what they take you to be
I betrayed her before she had quite finished speaking
And she swallowed cold poison and jumped in the sea

And I say to myself when there's time for a word
As I gracefully grow more debauched and depraved
"Ah, love may be strong, but a habit is stronger
And I knew when I loved by the way I behaved"