You're alone. No one knows it. Hush and feign. But feign without feigning. Hope for nothing that's not already in you. Future if fortune in yours...

I love what I see because one day
I'll stop seeing it.
I also love it because it is.
In this calm moment when I feel myself
by loving more than by being,
I love all existence and myself.
No better thing could the primitive
gods give me, where they to return---
They, who also know nothing.