Like after enlightenment I think of our love again. Again like the stream. Again hitting and diving past rock and trunk or slunk round boulders and ridge lines. Again slipped under leaf, playing with bark and bubbles, Soaked into roots, Saited into thirsty lyrebird or kangaroo. Sometimes, A peaceful place for platypus lovers. A raging place for gravity and roar And sunlight glint A time diamond. Sometimes so final or dry The end is thought of But then the rain or the waterfall, The single drop or wide lagoon Heart of the forest... And oh the all of us. This flowing someday, Into the ocean all of you All of me, Our love again... #ourlove #astream #poemsofeternity #poemoflight #poemstagram #poemsinlove #poems #poetsofig #poets #poet #poetslife #poetrymagick #poetryhealsme #poetryofig #poetryoftheheart #poetryflight #poetryoftime #poetryoflove #poetryofsimplethings #poetryheals #poetsoninstagram #melbournepoetry #melbspokenword (at Ferntree Gully, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CKl90RknXOO/?igshid=gq24fcat6x7m
