As my body tumbled into darkness,
I surrendered beneath the Summer sun;
nourishing on the abundance of green,
feeding energy where there was none.

Then came Autumn’s richness
berries – purple and crimson red;
detoxifying bodily debris,
like the trees with the leaves they shed.

My gut craved the death of winter
broths of bulbous roots and bone,
and the tang of crops fermented in time,
as dead leaves became soil to sow.

My body now nourished like the earth
I rest anticipating spring;
With hope to emerge with the greenest of shoots,
so with homeward birds I can sing.