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POEM: The Ouroboros of Life & Death

By Berniegourley @berniegourley
POEM: The Ouroboros of Life & Death

The forest floor -
strewn with damp leaf litter
slightly twisted twin-pronged needles.

Fungal fruiting bodies,
caps sprinkled with grit,
stand sentry over the rich, black loam.

The musty smell at life & death's edge
reigns subtly supreme.

We call it decay, and think it a death stench,
but that ground echoes the ouroboros -
the mythical serpent consuming it's own tail -
eater and eaten are one -
life and death are thusly intertwined in that dark soil.

POEM: The Ouroboros of Life & Death
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