oscillations insouciant Oscillations permitting, This demigod, forgiving. Towering above the trees, Its feet aground and aimlessly Wandering homes where, Solemn souls minds bear. Eyes observe careful balance, Towards each home a hand extended. Each souls pain seen to - not ended, Our lonely rifts measured and extended. It’s not my time to decide, Should I rise or inside reside. Sensing presence, I bow in service, To this demigod’s purpose. 221113 what's it to you? who go blather from