Theology of the Woods
In the cathedral of forest
red-robed mushroom monks
and pine needle priests
teach her the Buddha’s
truth of transience.
Halos of ferns unfolding
from weeping decay
preach to her of the
second life in Christ.
And in the place where
they say
God dwells, she found only
a hard bench, who said
he was, in his youth,
a holy cedar.