I can hear the laughter of the kookaburras echoing in my ear……………...

The trees whispering   and swaying in the       wind.                                            Swoosh.

Golden              dappled light seeps       through the vibrant, glossy green leaves.

                      When I feel the magical light reach my face the warmth is like a welcoming hug closing in

I can feel the dampness clinging to my throat                      the root system stretching out beneath me I sit there with

                                 Brush turkeys,

                                   Birds,

                                     Bandicoots,

                                                       All doing their bit to make this ecosystem thrive.

                                                                This is my happy place…

But all too soon

                             I must leave with              one, last, glance, at the place I         love,      where I know nothing here can harm me I,

                                                      Am,

                                                              Set,

                                                                                    Free,

                                                                                    Free,

                                                                                    Free,

                                                                                    Free.