I'm, at the moment, watching the signal and it is an interesting gore/horror film. It matches my day of waking up at 12 and beginning to packing up my room to move. These are my thoughts, or feelings more:

I wake to sleep, and take my walking slow.

I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.

I learn by going where I have to go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?

I hear my being dance from ear to ear.

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close behind me, which are you?

God bless the ground! I shall walk softly there,

And learn by going where I have to go.

Light takes the tree; but who can tell us how?

The lonely worm climbs up a winding stair

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Great Nature has another thing to do

To you and me; so take the lively air;

And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.

What falls away is always. And is near.

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

I learn by going where I have to go.