shaded greens whisper gradually
tongues of silhouetted daylight
crouch like gossiping maids and cronies
beneath the gentle foliage
i bend to test the smell of earth
dewy, musty, fertile
crops of moss and mushrooms adorn the forest floor
the birds begin to sing
and i am home
tamarind chew the delicate brush of sweet palate grown in full through sunlight and rain bowing blissfully to the attitudes of natural tendency surrendering without struggle automatic compliance and c
fall the petals of blooming peonies trace reflections of memories of sunlight down to feathering ground the newest nourishment paired with brilliant rays glorious in their expansive warmth to bring fo