Light & shadow play
with dappled sunlight
the very air sparkles
on this live-long day.
I listen to rodents scurry,
the other animals at home
in the undergrowth;
the sea & tomorrow
are absent without leave,
birdsong emanates
from this deep silence,
no machinery, no boys’ toys,
no human presence at all
except me, half way up
a tree, fully-leafed,
it is so amply itself, it stands
proud, a home to many
in this enchanted forest
of the mind.

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