The Beast

Roots spreading like worms, moving ants building homes, dark, damp soil combined, ants’ homes flooded by water that is sparkling like crystals,

Roots crawling down into the dirt, rotting wood sitting on the grass, helpless and sad, glowing fungi sitting on the big beast, leaves lying on the floor,

Hollow inside of me, birds sitting on the beast, sun sparkling on me, bark falling off, loosing leaves dancing in the sun,

My arms spreading, reaching for the sun, leaves falling, birds singing their song, ants finding new homes and food in the beast.