We rest in the grass

we rest in You

cool breeze stirs

bringing movement

the yellowing sun on closed lids

bringing reassurance, stillness

we seek – what will we find?

we listen – ducks on the pond, frogs in the  reeds

the sh-ssh of wind in the eucalypt strands

to the sacred ordinariness of things

the answers are in you

the answers are in ourselves

the answers are in the story and

the story is still unfolding

Talitha Fraser