Sunday, December 9, 2018

a wonder beneath our feet

the universe within the ground

the trees around me have dropped their leaves,
and dropped their selves back into the ground,
somehow sleeping, enduring, being within their roots,
somehow all intertwined
with all the other trees, bushes, vines, flowers,
let alone the mycelium, the fungi,
whose work we only glimpse at the surface
when they are ready to spore into the future,

wondrous universes are everywhere around us.

by Henry H. Walker
December 6, ‘18

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