The Hollow (7)

the descent beckons
in three directions
old charcoal haul roads

 

crossroads deep in moss

a ladder of fungi climbs
a nearby snag

 

namaste means
I bow to the divine in you

lightning-struck oak

 

it’s not true
that lightning never strikes twice

spears of heartwood

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