The Dough Is Mine

Hercules chased a dough from point to point in each with subtlety deceived him and this they did time and again for the length of a full year. He hunted until close to a quiet pool full length upon the untrampled grass he shot an arrow towards the dough and in its foot he wounded it exciting all the will of which he was possessed. Hercules bore the dough carrying it to the center of the holy place and there he laid it down before the Lord. Artemis said not so the dough is mine and always has been mine I saw it form reflected in the water I heard its feet upon the ways of earthI know the dough is my for every form is mine the sun God