A Walk in the Woods

A Walk in the Woods

I suppose it is a fact there are
Within the forest mat there are
Billions of bacteria.
And if there are,
I suppose it true
That every step I take and tread
Must make a million microbes dead.

But why should I
Tread light to save
A million lives I cannot see,
For when I’m laid into my grave
Adjacent to the forest shade,
I’m sure a million microbes more
Will decompose me pore by pore.

DG