In the shaded rays I lay,
deep beneath the canopies
well amongst the weeds,
I seep discreetly into the soil.
Planting my roots deep upon deep,
ever so sweet is my sleep
between the magnolia and mossy peats.
Bugs and plants and ants dance
across my back,
my hands,
my face,
light itchy tickles follow them
from each place to place.
As I leach slowly,
draining the sour days away
effortlessly into the limestone streams.
Leaving me at ease
afloat on the light fragrant breeze,
I travel peacefully from dream to dream.
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