searching for oneness
after the rain the forest scintilates
a thousand shades of green
gives me a sense it is waiting
all freshly washed polished to shining
for royalty to walk its rocky spread of paths
song of magpies kookaburras whipbirds
and a family of spotted pardalotes skittles
from branch to branch and along the path
entering through the portal of two turpentines
reminds me of oneness – nature and me
mountain devils ginger flowers palms
and ferns featuring spiralling korus
all so foreign to me on two legs
yet Science tells us
we are 98 percent of oneness
