Crying in the back bush block as the trees peer at me wondering why I am leaving them; the bushes the plants the earth; every square centimetre I feel I have walked and touched these last 8 years; my own personal privacy; sanctuary for flora and fauna; nature has its way in this place; the dead branches and trunks allowed to decay where they fall; chemical free for 8 years; the living colours and textures always stop my mind when I wander through; like a monk I meditated in their presence; the whole environment one living being; calling out my name in love each time I entered my sanctuary; at dawn this day after signing the agents selling contract yesterday I walked in my garden and cried; and called out in my mind, I love you so; forever I love you; good bye. A feeling as like a man loves a wife; and I say goodbye to my bush block lover; I made my choices and the choices lead me to having to say good bye. Thank you so much for the time I have had here. All is well, feelings are strong; nature is strong; I cannot control that someone will buy who can see the absolute beauty of allowing nature to do what it will.
Posted on: Fri, 11 Apr 2014 21:43:13 +0000
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