I live beneath the rocks

"I live beneath the rocks," said he,
"In wooded valley, mossy dell,
Away from angry urban yell."

"My time is never dull," said he,
"I gather berries, roots & bark,
Then sing & dance through day & dark."

"Perhaps you'll soon drop in,' said he,
"It is not hard; let thought unwind,
And wander where you find your mind.'

-- Merlin Sheldrake