We have time, as matter.
Perhaps the human will not last.
Age and distance brought an amnesia of how to listen and speak with the trees. A fear settled in of the Earth.
No matter.
The human is metamorphosing.
Perhaps, the best of us will marry another species and rejoin the Earth to serve as custodians and couriers of our waste.
…like the lichen…
Part of ecosystems’ quotidian energy cycle, nevermore the alien conqueror.
Sawdayah enjoying psilocybin and lichen on the great oak tree. At Race Brook Lodge, Berkshires, MA. 2020.
Lichen living on pine. Asheville, NC. August 2023.