Saturday 13 August 2016

Dublin Zoo 13.08.16

Rainforest

The forest drips and glows with green.
The tree-frog croaks his far-off song.
His voice is stillness, moss and rain
drunk from the forest ages long.
We cannot understand that call
unless we move into his dream,
where all is one and one is all
And frog and python are the same.
We with our quick dividing eyes
measure, distinguish and are gone
The forest burns, the tree frog dies,
yet one is all and all are one
Judith Wright (b. 1915)




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