she's almost here.  The Waking  I wake to sleep, and take my
waking 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 beside 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 lowly 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.    we need
equality, kinda now      Because I was not a Socialist. Because
I was not a Trade Unionist. Because I was not a Jew. -Martin
Niemoeller           So,