ON THE FOREST FLOOR
LYRICS
Change happens at the edge of things—
Where sea covers sand,
Or sun hits soil,
Or even where sun does not hit soil,
Or sun hits soil,
Or even where sun does not hit soil,
But filters down slowly
Through leaves and needles…
Say on forest floors.
Say on forest floors.
Leaves, needles, cones, twigs,
Moss, lichen litter the ground.
Deer, fox, mouse leave
Their droppings, entrails, fur, bones.
Fungi, moulds, bacteria
Set to work, ‘til all that’s left
Are skeletons of once fleshed things.
Set to work, ‘til all that’s left
Are skeletons of once fleshed things.
And these, too, crumble to dust,
On the forest floor,
From which, in its optimistic time,
Fresh life shoots forth
And the round is continued.
And the round is continued.
Leaves, needles, cones…etc. (repeat)
Adapted from THE FOREST FLOOR by Naomi Beth Wakan.
Used with permission
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