Remember warm seas

Hot sun, white sand, humid breeze

Doing as we please

Washed up on the beach

Rolled and twisted by blue waves

Leave me in my shell

Stumble through the maze

Winding tunnels through dark caves

Then carried away

Beneath rolling waves

Each shape and pattern mirrored

In our clouded eyes

Indigo highlights

Held up by floating pillars

And the wind picks up

A song must be sung

It can only exist in

The breath of singers

Let your roots run deep

Burrow between rock and stone

All our temples fall

I’ll shadow the moon

I will go out with the tide

I’ll set with the sun

Elder doorframes creak

Ivy creeps and then reclaims

This house stole her name

A buzzard circles

Crossing hedges and fences

His scavenging ground

Seasons change again

Keep climbing the same mountain

Then rolling back down

In the grass I’m lost

In the middle of nowhere

Trapped in amber seas

Let new ideas grow

We can’t all be the tallest

But we all can glow

A breath moves each leaf

Revealing forgotten sprites

That hide in the woods

I reached my limit

I cannot be anything

Except my own self

What parts of me must

Fall away and grow again?

Can I be reborn?

‘Cross forest and field

Into valley, gorge and dale

Untamed I explore

By hedges confined

In field or forest I find

The edges a bind

No one ever feels

There is nothing to be feared

November is here

Bury my with leaves

I will hibernate til spring

Somewhere warm and dry

If little people

Found a mushroom towering tall

Would they worship it?