Surrounded on every side by nature's infinite forms,
each leaf sways in the wind and speaks of its seed.
Underfoot in a thin layer of fertility, insects busy in darkness
and as we shake off thin veils of the dross of ages past;
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we are all actors in this world with each having a specific role to play, which is yours?
Wonderfully expressed poem David, certainly a dream sequence and one which you have described with such ability. A delicious read. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX