Deep in the forest,
two little creatures bustle about,
collecting their provisions.
Acorns, pine nuts and mushrooms.
Pebbles, apples and branches,
every item is counted
and tucked away in the burrow’s belly.
The one inventories, rations and studies…
The other writes, ponders, relishes…
Their friendship, peppered with little quibbles,
sews the flow of the seasons.
Yet somehow, something has come between them.