I am mycelium
Invisible yet undeniable
I create life from death
I offer body to light
I am mushroom
Magically mysterious
I create wonder from sight
I offer imagination over death
I am mycelium
Chaotic network of love
I connect life to life
I create love from light
I am decay,
Soft crumble of the forgotten,
I turn rot into root,
Whispering rebirth beneath the surface.
I am renewal,
A bloom born of ruin,
I cradle death in my arms,
Breathing life into the soil’s silence.
About the Creator
Whimsical Wanderer
Narrative threads are everywhere, weaving through realms and stories. Words are vital vibrations, connecting us to deeper truths. I joyfully dance with them, co-creating tapestries of meaning that resonate beyond the page.
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