I was swept aside

by the strange transcendence

of others.  In a green light

in the cracks between many shadows

I grew and grew.  Soon

no tree or fuming human tower

could overwhelm me--

but still I stayed low,

bound with the roots in the soil,

fused into the wet

abundance of its

unaching maw.

And I furrowed

through fields that had lost their names

so seemingly to find me

that I might have sprouted there

and eaten sky.