Perpetual Inner Motion

Comes on the trees. Water and me. See why we fly. No wonder why there's a Walk in the dirt and mud. Talking to me and I don't know. Turn the dirt away all the dirt you Sow. What is to me? Now I know that we're grounded. Ask the sky, tell me why but I feel The ground a bit. No, No, No. Only for a soul. Feel in your soul.