I, sitting, sees


luminous eastern rim –
palest cobalt and pearl

shimmering dancing waving
appearing, treeing:
palming, eucalypting, lillypillying
across dawn’s vast canvas

kookaburra cackling at the window:
tucker! tucker!
willy wagtail scolding:
greedy! greedy sod!
doves dancing their morning mantra:
“isthatso?” “isthatso?”

Life busies Itself
with the business of living Itself
without rhyme or reason, beginning or end

I, sitting, sees –
and I is It all
and It is I


~ miriam louisa
echoes from emptiness