Jade Mist

Jade mist dances with tendrils smokey and torn,
Clinging to grit-strewn, sandstone curves;
Hips and hearts, carved by a pewter tide.
On land, the sanguine mists entwine gnarly limbs, heavy with moss and lichen,
As ancient mycological sages weave their intricate wisdom, like weft, into the forest floor.