The ancient ones dwell among us. We only need to be willing to see.
All of time is before man and well beyond me. Speaking ancient might leave a whisper behind.
There were just a few seeds to plant. Two and a half hours later the setting sun said it was over. I got lost out there.
Some wait longer to wake. This big an investment is too precious to lose to a changing season.
In time, a snake in the grass will be absorbed. I am the delay of the inevitable.
In the time of vegetation.