I move in a green mist
A million shades
Flexing
Deep as shadows in an ocean
Yet oceans we are not
Forest ascends, descends, surrounds me
Tastes, touches, sees and sounds me
Where is the centre?
I hunt
Hush
A word in wordless wonder
Timeless history lies unravelled
The people are gone but the spirits are moving
And everything
Moves on
Touch the green dream
A world is happening
Life unseen
Unheard, untouched
Kester Reid 