Living In The Woods Poem by Phil Soar

Could you live underground with a rabbit for a neighbour?
Could you pick up a fungus and say it had flavour?
Can you wander the woods and be stunned by it's trees?
Can you scratch like a hedgehog, with plenty of fleas?

Would you pause for a drink by a cool mountain stream?
Would you cast for a salmon and only catch bream?
Can you tell when the leaves are prepared for the fall?
Or climb to the top of a large waterfall?

Should you lose your ambition to live out on the land?
In a place where the countryside is on your right hand
Would you finally grin for the rest of your days
And be happy forever in so many ways