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]