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Dark morning under the bright stars
A rustle of a breeze in the trees
Frost crunching underfoot
The sound as I relieve myself joins
The burble of the stream in the valley
[06 Jan 2008]
The stars above
a sparkling net
of milky orbs
we could jump into
and be cushioned by
as we fell into
the heavens
together
[05 Jan 2008]
Christmas lights
in the shed
for a toilet
illuminate
what was left
by the person before
[05 Jan 2008]
Black spiny silhouettes
Of naked trees in the winter night
Reaching up towards the glowing
Dome of milky stars above
[05 Jan 2008]
Following meditation
A message from afar
Asks me if am I home
I reply that I am not
And yet
Walking back to the tent
Under the milky milky
Stars of the night
Truly I am home
[05 Jan 2008]
New Zealand
may be a place
but the milky way
takes me home
to my heart!
[05 Jan 2008]
Waterfalls and wet hills
Empty trees and full skies
Driving down the valley
To Throssel Hole Abbey
[19 Nov 2007]