Plunge! Where Ladybugs Winter

Plunge! Be the one to change the world,

midsection as old as your spine -limber -uncurled.

Plunge...Feather Falls where ladybugs winter

foraging fungi, biding time in wait for valleys to spring. 

Plunge...condors wearing moods on their heads furled

down from the tops of the trees where winter still sings,

complicatedly attired, down to the curled cloaked bed of morel.

Plunge! Be the snowy one to scavenge with hungry wolves 

tracing Frey Creek nothing on their backs but the moon.

a loveliness of ladybugs awakens clustered on rusty hooves. 

Plunge! Freyja in dripping amber, be the one to change the woods...