I see it all
The trees and bushland on the edge of a city skyline,
It is neighboured by a saltwater harbour,
a gateway to the rest of the world,
guarded by the mountainside which draws my breath from me
To rustle autumn leaves and whistle through the branches I will imitate
Beyond my line of sight —
I see it all.
And yet I reach beyond to find within me the stillness I’ve been missing.