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 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
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