Doesn't take a lot of thought

to feel the sacred in nature.  Trees are a great beginning.  Eucalyptus, in particular.  How far the effects of roots extend. Reminds me of soups and stews when Autumn begins its sharp chill.  

 

Fungi encircles eucalyptus

By itself this fungi would be spectacular.  Knowing it has made a eucalyptus branch its anchor and won't give up is magic. Fungi encircles eucalyptus and everything, everything connected.  Take that thought into the kitchen.  Make up a poem to celebrate.  
 

Tactile

Shredding bark of a eucalyptus, you can fall into their curve & crevice and pick up an old or new story along the way.  Eating a meal is a story-gathering activity; best when shared.  Of course, it's so obvious as almost unnecessary to state, writing a poem is a basket for stories -- storing & sharing.  There should be some food along the way -- especially a persimmon or two.