draum

planting, or transplanting, a huge old tree
and many smaller, younger ones around it
the ground is (surprisingly) brittle
a large hole amongst the roots of the large tree
i go to put a stump in it
but it falls through into a cavernous space beneath
it's beautiful down there
rock formations remind me of living beings,
oneness of soul
interconnected, they go on for as far as i can see
a world within the world
dreams within dreams
love being in love, the memory of it, the reality of it
if it was once, then it always will be