In forests deep, where shadows softly play,
Turkey Tail Mushrooms bloom in shades of gray,
A tapestry of nature's quiet grace,
In every curve, a story to embrace.
Abundant in their humble, earthy art,
They serve as stewards of a world apart,
For hidden in their caps, the mystics dwell,
A tale of healing, they're here to tell.
In colors layered, like ancient scrolls unrolled,
A history of the woods, a story old,
With service to the ecosystem vast,
They make each moment in the forest last.
With reverence, we honor these shroom's embrace,
For in their quiet beauty lies a trace,
Of mysteries and wisdom, ageless and profound,
In Turkey Tail Mushrooms, life's cycles are found.
In every grove and forest, they reside,
A testament to nature's quiet stride,
Embracing life, they stand both strong and true,
A gift from Earth, they share their world with you.
So let us cherish, in each mossy glen,
The Turkey Tail Mushrooms, nature's gem,
For in their beauty, service, and mystique,
They paint the forest's portrait, rich and unique.