Today it was raining so I went out to catch some fog. Unfortunately I . . .

A milky sap from trees I flow, with heat I gain the flexible strength I show.

A clash of currents causes me to form, If I'm massive I'm called maelstrom, I'm an eddie in a blocked river's way, Or just a surface swirl down the drain

I'm related to a branch or a switch, But the only game you'll play with me hurts. There's a model with my name and an added -gy. Me and berries go way back.

I stand where forests lose their weight, where giants fall to measured fate. I sing in teeth, a hungry choir, turning timber into more.