there is a hollow in the center where
only the trees & ever the stones
know my name
blind, the trailhead of myrkr & mist
look to ancestors below your feet
recalling we are all related
spreading as spores & tendrils
on & on
remember november?
for the chill rains falling, i sheltered
at the hollow on the center where
only the trees & ever the stones
know my name
7 responses to “ever the stones”
The slightest hint of sensual nature. It’s gorgeous, Michael!
Just a smidgen. That is the nature of forests, I suppose.
Yes, of course.
At one with the forest. Perfect.
Thank you 🙏
Evocative ❤️🔥
Thank you very much 🥰