A bear gets a eulogy. A worker termite contemplates its role. A tiny squirrel meets its end. Inside is a collection of nature-oriented poetry. Written over a 21-day span, these poems are an intersection of the natural, spiritual, and philosophical.
These poems are about my journey on a trail that was unbroken before I trekked it. While in the woods, I recorded each line, threw out as many breadcrumbs, and tried to find my way back- without a landmark for my direction. Now, I’m here to report my observations.
