The Woods

January 13, 2008
By Erin Rappleye, Barrington, IL

Deep within the trees, heavy and lush,
perch a patch of fungus on a moss covered trunk
basking in the sunlight, a crimson they blush
they cling to the tree that is underground sunk

While squirrels whip their tails as they scutter,
Not far away, an icy stream floods,
As a butterfly elegantly flutters
from wet rock to flower, landing on a leaf-bud

A lone bee twirls, sweetening the honey,
While their maple tree continues to rot,
a couple of humming bumble-bees
float, pollen-full towards the buzzing knot

As I am the only passerby,
Within my heart, this image I sanctify.

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