sitting rock sunrise, Cougar 2013

with these three trees and the golden clouds
I’ll hunt

the bent forests as a ladder

my feet
tap the mycelium network
  I am the fungi sharing themselves with the earth
I stretch through
mud holly birch rain with my arms outstretched
to accept my place as
the grey sky tent

and I spread and spread
I envelop the entire planet
below and above

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