Vibrant colour
Is nature’s most ecstatic expression
Of beauty
Is nature’s most ecstatic expression
Of beauty
Time, and Nature
In harmony
Smoke on smoke
Thickens, on the rise
Islands and mountains
Fading, in steps of blues and tourquoise
Feeling
very small
and finite
I rise
Bring my didjeridu
To some beautiful place
And serenade the dawn
And so it begins
“It’s shaking me to bits!” the middle sister garbled, her tongue flapping against her lips.
“Quit your complaining!” croaked the eldest. “Would you two malcontents rather walk in this foul heat?”
The Colorado
Takes a pause
Between a hundred million days