I wanna be a part of the soil, the trees, and the meadows.
I wanna be a part of the air and, most importantly, the mushrooms that decay.
I wanna spend my days nestled deep inside the forgiving soil. Wandering from tree top to tree top, only float down on the coolest breeze so that I may lounge in a bed of the most vibrant wildflowers.
I wanna transform the decaying into something truly timeless, for it has always been and will always be.
You see, I wanna be of the soil, the trees, and the meadows.
I wanna be a part of the air, and most importantly, I wanna be of the mushrooms that decay.
