Mossy mind tangled rootless 

Ancient 

Anchor into bark

Leaning on dead logs, trying not to hold

Together something that is no longer

Grow out of disintegration 

Becoming

Renewed 

Adapting to landscapes ever changing 

Survive drastic shift in climate, community, contour, couture

Unraveling place, and time as conteur

Culture making counter culture

And keep becoming

Bark and rock and plant 

Reaching rhizoids to reconnect

Reimagine who more could we become

As we undo and redefine, reformulate and untangle 

Restructure and dissolve 

Not to resolve but to 

Thrive in wide ranges of environment

Conditions entropic and reconfiguring 

Diversity continues to tell stories not yet told

To unfold into new shapes 

Arrive and roam and make a home and

Move on around the bend 

Who knows when or where or how 

Alive in wild commingled reach of sunlight

And moisture and breath 

Tending to grassy feelings 

Tougher than you think 

And oh so tender

Woven into dead wood 

Dead thoughts, dead identities 

Wrapping body in that feathery, fluffy texture

Gathering raindrops that pour down 

The surface let it in

Time to begin ceremonial resilience

Generating liquidity from within

to share

Cultivating luminous capacity in dark spaces 

Making home in deep, dark caves 

In tight and open places

Finding ways in dried lands

Becoming shelter

Mossy microhabitat for many organism 

Moss covered mind drenched in dreams