The forest I love

I see colourful rainbow lorikeets leaping from branch to branch like monkeys

as they appear through the branches.

The smell of citrus floods my nose like a river.

The rustling of leaves is like someone softly banging a snare drum in my mind.

I feel the bark that brushes my shoulders as I walk through the gloomy forest.

I ponder the question, “Will I ever be back?”