
Close-knit rib cages,
guarding treasures of the earth;
unbruised mushroom gills.

Close-knit rib cages,
guarding treasures of the earth;
unbruised mushroom gills.

Leaning to the side,
putting branches out of line—
a childish pine tree.

We all seek comfort:
human heads towards water;
ocean comes ashore.

Prime real estate;
fig stands tall and down to earth,
reclaiming her place.