Thursday, February 4, 2010

Green Collage

Outside my sliding doors,
two metres of veranda drops
into jungle
The green collage
stands motionless except for
butterfly or squirrels tail.
But then a gentle tipping starts
and fingertip of frond and leaf
respond in motion to the rythm of the rain.
Like a childs first taps on piano keys
they all dip and rise in harmony
until the sunshower moves away.
A symphony of leaves.

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