~ Written on Dharawal Country with deep respect to the Dharawal People who always have and will care for the land, seas and skies.

 

this is the time

of lilly pillies

plumping into

(fullness)

 

Possum Skin Cloaks

on the mend   

or perhaps being         

worn for the first time

Again              

 

an age of deciduous

home makers

Losing

 \lea|ves/

 

and the last

flowers

f

a

l

l

i

n

g

from myrtle

 

A moment

   of wattle

and whale

     syncing

 

to mark the start of

      m     i       g         r a      t        i         o                   n 

 

and like the Old Ones

here I am

Healing

releasing

growing

and moving

 

fruiting a new path

on this Country                       

that is not mine           

 

but who kindly

offers wisdoms

           as trees

remind us

how our Scars

can be sacred

 

and the many ways

to lay down

deep

roots

 

          to nourishment

                   beneath

 

 

even when the <<West Wind>>

*howls* and hauls

islands into o~c~e~a~n.

 

These wise ones

show how a crowded canopy

offers shade

 

 

but limits growth

of those below

knowing that

tall trees are

forged over 

Grandfather

Sun Downs 

and

seasons

seasons

seasons

seasons

seasons

seasons