3 March – Hidden below (II)

Inspired by my mental meanderings of a couple of weeks ago,
when I pondered the underwater lives the river hides below,
today, as I walked through Spring Wood, my thoughts turned to the soil
and that other mysterious world I forget, concealed beneath us all.
With every single step I make, I cover more surface ground,
oblivious to all the teeming wonders my senses haven’t found.
In each field of hidden earth I neglect to even consider
bulb shoots searching for light while worms busily slither,
warrens warming sleeping rabbits and moles tunnelling along,
buried seeds secretly germinating, beetles finding a place to belong.
Such a plethora of life lives largely unnoticed by me
as I stride on in ignorance, blind to all I cannot see.