Roots

The rigid bark pierces through

the midnight black dirt.

Worms and ants crawl 

or burrow over and under the 

permanent fixtures.

Grass soars up and slices the air 

with pride.

The gray pathways twist and

tangle.

Shadows watch over the area 

ominously.

But even with the darkness overcast,

everything is in beautiful harmony.

 

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