Deep within the trees, heavy and lush,
perches 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 bumblebees
float, pollen-full toward the buzzing knot
As I am the only passerby,
Within my heart, this image I sanctify.
perches 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 bumblebees
float, pollen-full toward the buzzing knot
As I am the only passerby,
Within my heart, this image I sanctify.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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Supriya
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