Mycelium Melt

Where woodland streams run swift and deep

The forest stirs from ancient sleep

Orange caps begin to weep

Their spores released in silent sweep

The mycelium melts with quiet grace

Its visions drift through time and space

And those who linger near this place

May feel the world shift — and slow in pace

Acrylic on cradled wood panel 

Size: 420x300mm

Date: 2024

Unframed/ sides painted dark

ready to hang or be framed