I want to dream of the Earth again,
of root and bark and cloud and sky—
I want to get my fingers dirty
and let Imagination fly!
I want to touch the source of my dreams_
to smell, taste, hear; to use the eye
in ways that open us to wonder—
feeling free_
to wander beneath the sky.
The Mushroom Trail
Down Along the Mushroom Trail 2
Down Along the Mushroom Trail 3
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