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May 2018
Have you ever really listened
To the wind, the trees?
Heard the song of the forest
The respondents of the breeze?
The twitter, titter, chitter
Of the Happy birds that sing
A beautiful soprano
To the Symphony they bring.
I feel a creek and cracking
With my foot beat tracking
Through the forest I
Contribute to the beat
Pounding, crunching, snapping
The earth beneath my feet.
Never more alive I’ve felt
Than when amongst the woods I dwelt
With Bird and beast and song and rhyme
release my mind and lose the time
This music it reminds me
How to hear, breath, feel and see.
My senses truly heightened
My soul today is brightened.
Then a rude awakening.
An engine roars.
Tyres Screech.
Machine, man and Device.
(The New World’s most
Insidious vice)
Changed the course of life forever
I feel it now more than ever.
To my oasis I returned
A simple lesson learned
We must give ourselves
Wholly to Our Planet
We do not own it
We man it.
Kellie Gray
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Kellie Gray  30/F
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