Slip out the side door
At the edge of the bush
Fleeing the Christmas
Of gilded gifts and tinselled tree
Sacrificed turkey
Varnished and trussed.
To the parted grass
Of the wallaby track.
A shout from the house
Freeze like the quarry
Down wind of the forest
……. Silence ……..
Reach the deep sides
Of eucalypt forest
Slalom down
The dry timbered gully
Breach a rock stream
Tearing its rhythm
Lulling my feet
In cold clear crystal.
The climb to the bloodwoods
Sharpens my breath.
Crouch
Knee- hug
Listen.
A wallaby scents
….Thud, thud, thud….
In the fading forest
Kookaburras carol
Silent shadows grow.
A Rosella’s bellsong
Stills the evening.
Dark mist eddies
Old branched gums
Cradle the night.
The forest waits
The birth of new Light.
© Sue Cadell
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