Bisheh, the forest decay and renewal
Ink pen
from the sketch book
related poem below by:
Mitra Samimi-Urich
In the Depth of Forest’s Shadows
This community of trees
is more than just rugged trunks
offering more than just serenities
shades of green or what the eye sees
more than mighty branches
with green leafy crowns
it’s a world of abundant habitats
diverse communities of plants,
all living side by side
in the depth of forest and shadows
forest floors covered with ferns
chipmunks playing and gathering
songbirds whispering in the breeze,
tree branches home to
sparrows and crows
wild grass and purple trilliums
moss, lichens, mushrooms all around
and remains of farm stone walls
stacked in deliberate rows
Walking, I stumble upon skeletons
of small and large creatures
decaying, fallen trunks, branches
all part of a harmonious cycle of
decomposition and life
that always evolves
always grows
This place, this forest
makes me wonder,
how this diverse community
can live in harmony and peace
but the human race
cannot with ease