Abe V Rotor
Fire red mushrooms, and weed seedlings sprout from the forest floor. I am on sacred ground under a cathedral of trees,
reverence is my passport
to enter this sanctuary of nature's seen and unseen
creatures in their fort.
Life is reborn in the wild in seedlings unknown,
its end by fire red fungi;
and all around the cycle of life goes on, unending,
with time passing by.
And all but passersby with a one-way ticket on earth,
pass this sepulchral ground,
where seedlings to fire red mushrooms the forest of life
makes the world go round. ~
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