I die for those who'll never see the way
The blissful scents of fallen rotting logs
Ensconced in grinning damp of mornings grey
Commune with insects humming through the fog

The glossy ferns gush over matted roots
Of husky trees near colonised by moss
The birds awake to whistle their disputes
Repeating phrases till the words get lost

Breathe deep the earthy vapour in the mist
Consume the world around you, idle buzz
Of raindrops gaily dancing, Gaia's kiss
Is all there is and all there ever was

Within a hidden world of coloured sound
I lose myself until I'm never found