A Night In The Bush

a night in the bush; the soothing balm.

Water over rapids; music so calm.

The Spirit of the land embracing my Soul.

The soundscape of Gaia makes me more whole.

The stars in the Heavens as bright as can be,

sets my Soul afire, sets my Spirit free.

There is no embrace like Gaia’s caress

and without her love humanity is less.


About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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