Lilly Pilly Gully
Beech leaves scatter,
my silent feet, feel
dampness of the earth.
I breathe into the stillness.
ancient, paper gold leaves,
flicker on waters surface
of a stone rippled stream.
I am in time undefined.
sunlight silvers the beeches,
my spirit plays a harp inside.
karenajoan
1988
Beech leaves scatter,
my silent feet, feel
dampness of the earth.
I breathe into the stillness.
ancient, paper gold leaves,
flicker on waters surface
of a stone rippled stream.
I am in time undefined.
sunlight silvers the beeches,
my spirit plays a harp inside.
karenajoan
1988