birding-aus well, it's national poetry week

[lorne <>]

Here I am utterly 
with the purest head-emerald
within the bleeding dark amber twilight of Mt. Lewis
seeing the eye of God within Golden Bowerbirds
then a descent through levels of brown soul
to the richest avenues of existence
somewhere inside Kingfisher Park, Julatten
where a Papuan harrier vanishes into the everlasting green tapestry
below the stratosphere blue of early morning
and the delerious lightness of birding.

I smile and stretch eternally to the music of 
Red-necked Crakes and the 
avifaunal harmony meaning heaven on high.




Peace all,


Lorne.
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