dew and mist and fire
sunrise birdcall
walking into childhood's morning
scent of gum leaf smoke in my hair
in my coat
I rub my lips against the sleeve and breathe
I carry this all day
the cleansing
gifts of meeting
being quiet together
listening
I like the allusion to the smoking ceremony, nice
ReplyDeleteI was at one. I am glad you got the allusion, Anna. It was so wonderful to be there - launching a reconciliation plan for Transport Canberra and City Service's in Corroboree Park, locally.
ReplyDeletebeautiful piece
ReplyDeletevery lovely
ReplyDeleteVery evocative. I got a little more each time with successive readings.
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