Dare

 

If you wish to see us

said the mushroom 

dare to look 

deeper

 

go past the cheeky caps

sent tumbling through the forest

like a cart of ripe apples

overturned in the green

 

where they shelter new tales

each dressed to the gills

in a brief and 

lusty arrival.

 

They are distracting. 

It’s little wonder 

that few remember 

the source 

 

of their tales

though it lies close beneath the duff

in a vast, rich sea 

humming and nervy. 

 

This is where to find it:

Life, spinning starlight

into the beginning of all stories

including your own

 

reaching across the veils

to be seen.