First there is a body: dry skin, warmth, a closeness that is almost mineral. The air cools and the breath widens.
In that interval the green matter arrives: green resin, stem, dried sage. Beneath it, damp soil, root, and a fungal signal that never quite becomes a mushroom.
The shift is not a note. It is the moment the thing you were smelling seems to have moved. Damp becomes pressure, green becomes current, skin becomes presence.
The ascent does not leave the body. It makes its border porous.
