we need rain

 

Echoes from Emptiness: Jacarandas, Kiels Mountain, Queensland

 

a violet shower cascades
from the tops of the jacarandas

the kookaburras are shaking the canopy,
breakfasting with glee

what can you say about a giggling tree
a smiling cloudless cerulean sky
and a bunch of birds
with beaks-full of cackle?

just this:

emptiness is fulsome and fabulous
and shaking with laughter

while we, on our tinder-dry mountain
sniff the whiff of early bushfires
and wish it would wet itself soon

 


Photo – Miriam Louisa Simons


three haiku from cloud mountain hermitage

At the beginning of this month I moved into an old (but beautifully renovated) farm cottage on Kiels Mountain, on the Sunshine Coast hinterland, Queensland, Australia. It is high enough to attract rain and mist, which are welcome visitors so far as the rainforest and its inhabitants are concerned.

 

Echoes from Emptiness: Kiels Mountain rainforest hermitage

 

And in spite of being only a few kilometers from local villages, the beach and coastal busyness, it has the feel of remoteness. It is my Cloud Mountain, and I am a happy hermit. In my morning scribblings, haiku begin to appear:

 

Mistiness in close –
drowning out my loneliness,
a Currawong choir.

 

Lost; an innocent
here, in spacious aloneness –
something Wild finds me.

 

Alone in the bush,
befriended by Beingness,
I stop asking why.

 


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