THOUGHTS OF A FUNGI

Invisible to that of an Eagle

Yet wholly as almighty

Beginnings of a spore

In which created habitation

Purely idyllic variation

Are the ideas of the Fungi

How Byzantine in evolution

Every cycle truly mastered

Development not thoughtless

Gills unknown Divine

Are the thoughts of the Fungi

Purposeful in shadow

Denied though external light

Delicate of body

Sufficient yet internal

These are the thoughts of the Fungi

And so blessed adaptation

Though pastoral in creation

So are the ideas of the Fungi

En masse, sacred is the sight

written by Regena Daunicht

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