In The Thick Of Things

So many stories in the forest yet untold

In The Thick Of Things

Evergreens clasp the grounded earth

Roots dig in to hold firm their homes

Deep enough to keep them in one place

At rest, rocks know they are alone

As cold solids not going anywhere

The Forest fullness hides the wild

Hungry animals awake, instincts on display

Hunting for whatever comes their way

Bunnies sense the danger, wriggle noses

They are not afraid to run away

Stealth gives them confidence to escape

Shadowed there by sins they have committed

Wolves howl at the moon at midnight

Having nothing better to do

It is the humble mushroom pondering

With caps intact, with spongy stems at tilt

Side by side below the evergreens

Just sitting there and just as wild growing