it were the combination
of monsoon deluge
and gale force hurricane
broke me free
sent me to spinning

twirled for what must’ve been a year
before touchdown
even this was turbulent
as I rapidly descended
the high mountain canyon

tossed over slick black rocks
drifting faster and faster
when all ahead was blue
clouds and birds flittered
time froze

unlike my previous freefall
this was abusive
streams pummeled my body
frayed my edges
left me soaked to the core

I washed, after a time, upon a sandy beach
barely conscious…
once I had served a great Oak
gathering sunlight
these memories swirled like the adjacent eddy

slowly, like daybreak for the farmer
a realization took shape
never again would I photosynthesize
never again would ladybugs crawl across my face
I had lost my home

It was near that same moment
when a new vision filled my senses
upon my decomposition
and death
I would feed the forest
my nutrients living in the soil forever –