This land had taken the key

Taken it away from me

A reason, their reason

For me not to flee

So soon, so hurriedly

It seeks my dreams

The prayers

Of countless stars

As the rains covered these lands

The trees swayed

In every direction

A dance to nature

An audible tune

I offer again, as once before

My heart

As the dreams brought visions

Spoken words from its fields, themselves.

Here, your dream

We offer the key

Amongst the grassy hills

Gratitude of your presence

Honoured of your prayers, as well.

Written and photo by Simona Galimberti

A gift of vision is inspired by Jun Jaree Sanctuary, Bowraville Area.