Underneath
Where things go to hide
A ball of roots
A piece of salt
A fish can swim
Before time
There was something else
A field of mud
A long dark space
A place that grows
After time
Nothing quite like rest
A family
A meeting ground
A state within
Extinction
Not the end, not quite
A longer view
A need to help
A way done wrong
Good advice
From a whispered voice
A stone awake
A marsh in tears
A hand to hold
Active face
The body decays
A bone is rock
A lady moves
A new thing born
Seasons pass
One hand seen that takes
A place of rest
A doorway moves
A hand that gives
Star and Stone 