The canvas is here. Shake gone dust roads. Light remains as us here. Must must must core. The lore of our tribe. The elders art lines. the tracing child kinds. The kookaburra echoes Up to perch and State away the pain of any error. An ant is my mirror. Creating new neuronal Tao-Newness along Old lostness smile. We're all here again. Hearing round our Seashell senses to soul. The fingers and the filaments Of reaching trees, The palm of the ground, It holds us up to the sun, To seek even more love. #gaiapoem #liveyourwild #festivalculture #lovetribe #renaissancefestival #igpoet #igpoems #igpoetry #instapoems #instapoets #poetryofig❤ #poetryasmedicine #poetrytribe #poetryispresence #poetsofig #igpoetrycommunity #poetryislove #poetryflight #poetrypassion #forestlovers #camping #poetryofinsta #melbournepoetry #melbspokenword (at Ferntree Gully, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CYTdE2Kl_OE/?utm_medium=tumblr
