
I greet the neighbours,
gently walking through the woods—
the wild hellos back.

I greet the neighbours,
gently walking through the woods—
the wild hellos back.

Forever windswept:
leaning into winter days—
evergreen gumtrees.

Mid-morning bush walk:
winter sun finds hiding spot
between pine needles,

Shining between cracks;
winter sunlight through cupped hands,
moonshine through dead trees.