Searching for oneness along Coups Creek, Normanhurst by Colleen Keating

searching for oneness

after the rain the forest scintilates
 a thousand shades of green
gives me a sense it is waiting

all freshly washed    polished to shining 
for royalty to walk its rocky spread of paths
song  of magpies   kookaburras  whipbirds


and a family of spotted pardalotes  skittles 
from branch to branch  and along the path


entering through the portal of two turpentines
reminds me of oneness – nature and me
mountain devils  ginger flowers   palms

and ferns featuring spiralling korus
all so foreign to me on two legs
yet Science tells us
we are  98 percent of oneness