Soma,
There was movement at the station ,
For the word had passed around,
I got into it with some wasps and ended up looking a bit like mo from the Simpsons,
When I took action again today they tripled plus one the effort was stung ,
I'm smitten with mittens from the 50's,
Not such the fan of cold yet like the things that warm plus fire,
No need for here its desire,
Elsewhere and also however,
I've slept like perhaps we'd summoned a bear,
Driven through the fog nocturnally lingered,
I like boots you like boots we like boots ,
Singh the boot song singh a long linga,
Caste across the seas ,
Waiting for fruit falling,
Coming into seasons,
Compound movements,
Words whispered shatter churn return burn,
Archangels should you dare,
Words clearly spoken retrieve kindly showing ways kindred flame stays,
Rise and flow ebb and fall ,
Waiting kindly ,
Forgiveness is a virtue by capacity to free,
Water cleanses a stone for a sword,
Slate clean,
Patience forgiveness liberation motion release,
Action traction continuation sights station transparent natural relation reaction to action,
Old man time swings the lantern to the well,
I drop the pebble in for a delay of instant splash,
I found boots for me boots for you boots I find for paths we do ,
Boots for all occasions,
Old woman ocean holds the lantern by the sea ,
Washes against stone alerts those who sail ,
Splashes alert through fog showing,
Remembering clearly sowing
Manna