The resolute tunes of Bach filter through the tones of melodic birdsong.
Deep cello, lyrical guitar weave together, promoting hope in their energy.
While the chatter of the day’s end appears almost triumphant in its rhythm.
Catch the gentle breeze as she weaves gently.
Leaves flutter lightly, limbs creak, roots deepen with age.
Patterns form in the sky, with an almost otherworldly presence.
Clouds form fat waves of moisture as they roll in like the sea.
The day is nigh with colours awash, birdsong receding and with it the sun.
The pace of the world slows, breath softens and the indigo pop of jacaranda calling summer deepens in the day’s wake.
Leigh Donovan, 21 November 2023, Bayview, NSW
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