I’m tucked in moss
Peeking up from the needles and the frost
Peering across your tremendous tongue
Lapping toward my trueness
As in nature I am in bed
With all that is and once was
Cover me with gentle breeze caress
As I close my lids, dust dissolves
My final home lovingly evolves
By Laura E. Garrard, Copyright 2021
Feb. 5, 2021
[Photographs by Laura E. Garrard, Copyright 2021]
I am a poet and artist living on the Olympic Peninsula in Washington. I aim to inspire thought, awareness, creativity, connection to nature, and environmental response.
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Very cool photos and great poem too.
Thank you very much!
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