I walk the rows where Solanum sleeps
Through mist that clings in velvet deeps
My boots know well the loam's dark secrets
Where mycelium threads old sequences
The veil grows thin in garden beds
Where Datura nods its heavy heads
Sodium light on autumn mist
Halloween has come and kissed
Atropa belladonna wakes to night
Its berries catch the orange light
Datura stramonium unfurls
White trumpets calling spirit worlds
The veil grows thin in garden beds
Where Datura nods its heavy heads
Sodium light on autumn mist
Halloween has come and kissed
Small feet crunch leaves on pavement gray
While shapes slip the sodium way
Costumed children, ghost and witch
Dig for sweets in every ditch
The veil grows thin in garden beds
Where Datura nods its heavy heads
Sodium light on autumn mist
Halloween has come and kissed
The veil's a permeable membrane
Where ancestors and roots exchange
Carbon cycles, spirit breath
Neither fears the touch of death
Quercus stands in bone-white bark
Recording seasons, light and dark
I tend the soil, I keep the faith
Life persists beneath the wraith
The veil grows thin in garden beds
Where Datura nods its heavy heads
Sodium light on autumn mist
Halloween has come and kissed
Halloween in root and rhyme
Until the next turning time
