cascade

I took in the ground

grounded myself

upon on a hillside

Some being had

cast down a cascade

of white fungi

No hand could have placed

in such perfect order

as to say:

we fell this way all of our own accord

I had to dance it

move their movement

my body

delighted

in the score

they had created

An inter-species

dialogue

going on

if ever we are

attentive