Safe Home
By Xavier T
Published 21 September 2023
The sun crests the hills, a yolkish dome
Casts a glow against my home
An abode of boughs and leafy greens
Where I can snooze for hours unseen
I want for nothing, my needs are met
As long as I'm cradled in my vegetable net
If on the ground there is torment or fear
I rest easy, it can't reach me up here
I am detached from the worries of below
Where dingoes wail and hot winds blow
I observe all from my high point of view
See right through souls, if only you knew
Who am I, you ask, just what kind of being
Could derive from life such simple meaning
So if I must explain to you
I am koala, this much is true