
Enduring mother:
gathering leaves, harmless seems,
til she avenges.

Enduring mother:
gathering leaves, harmless seems,
til she avenges.

Reflecting life, art,
as a leopard’s spots, imprints
colours in our minds.

Give me a garden;
trees branching out to heavens,
I will grow in peace.

Muddy and rocky
though life, like lake, at its end
swims pristine beauty.

As the winter gums
brave the weather’s vagaries,
good friends have your back.