Earth #4 I have been a tree for one hundred fifty years made strong in millennium of family, loam and fungus. I was my parents’ dream when you came to this place stumbling, the forest floor was dark. By curse or grace, I sprouted.
Poem #182
Poem #182
Poem #182
Earth #4 I have been a tree for one hundred fifty years made strong in millennium of family, loam and fungus. I was my parents’ dream when you came to this place stumbling, the forest floor was dark. By curse or grace, I sprouted.