ON THE FOREST FLOOR

by JUDY SPECHT

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Change happens at the edge of things— 

Where sea covers sand,
Or sun hits soil,
Or even where sun does not hit soil, 
But filters down slowly 
Through leaves and needles…
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. 
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.
Leaves, needles, cones…etc. (repeat)
Adapted from THE FOREST FLOOR by Naomi Beth Wakan. 
Used with permission

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