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I dig through the earth
promises of remedies
live in the dirt
and bloom amongst leaves
ancient medicine
from holy days
when wisdom reigned
truffles
and wormwood
amongst soot
and root
I find myself
longing to belong
to be whole
for my soul
to intermingle here
in the mycelium
so much so that I
might be sought after
like the morel
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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Comments (3)
I love this one! What a great reflection.
"Enchanting poem. The phrase 'to intermingle here in the mycelium' captures the desire for connection with nature and the sense of belonging. The image of the soul seeking to unite with the earth is wise and profound." 🍄🌞
Ohh this made me feel and smell forage. Nice work, nailed it again…