Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer and Steve Law - Mycelial

Now I understand how grief
Is like a mushroom
How it thrives in dark conditions
How it springs directly
From what is dead
Such a curious blossoming thing
How it rises and unfurls
In spontaneous bourgeoning
A kingdom all its own
Like a mushroom
Most of grief is never seen
It grows and expands beneath everything
Sometimes it stays dormant for years
Grief, like a mushroom
Can be almost unbearably beautiful
Even exotic, delicate, veiled
Can arrive in any shape and hue
It pulls me closer in
Like a mushroom, grief
Asks me to travel to regions
Of shadow and dim
I'm astonished by what I find
Mystery, abundance, insight
Like a mushroom, grief
Can be wildly generative
Not all growth takes place
In the light

Written by:
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

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