one day in <b>early</b> autumn detailing the raw <b>material</b> Waiting for the right <b>moment</b> <b>carefully</b> weight the options go <b>ahead</b>, I told myself Put <b>faith</b> to work <b>rough</b> tension mensuration, <b>prior</b> to meditation taking a break <b>too</b> long open to a <b>deep</b> breath, too I fell for <b>you</b> Paradise could be <b>beneath</b> <b>transmission</b>, essential little, hardly any <b>nuance</b> ends <b>meet</b> through thick and thin I shall <b>resist</b>