Black cockatoos

..We are what we are a place a home a Sanctuary

the smell of eucalyptus the dew before the sun

`As all must be `

THE black cockatoo above the Gumtrees

Make the day begin slow to seem less brief

Release one leaf at the break of day

Enchant the land with quartz

SO SLOW SO SLOW

AS beautiful as the days can be to give such comfort

such pleasure in the wild flowers today to not think so far away

for this is love and nothing else the trees the edge the dream

I looked and pondered so tenderly at the essence of life here

That life has given me nothing but what did I imagine

the land were I stand with my cup of Tea

By leaving to flourish,

from sheer morning gladness at the brim.

Nevertheless, a message from the dawn,

That made me hear the wakening birds around,

And feel a spirit kindred to my own;

So no more alone

And dreaming of Nature and fate no strife

In giving limit to such a life

birth, the trees the nests the baby birds

The strong life that never knows harness;

The wilds

The freshness, the freedom, the c omfort

how I'm stuck on it all.