A SONG OF TREES Sometimes we glimpse a shadow outside of time, a slip of everyday 'real'. Change is happening nowadays with more and more speed. The glimpses and 'downloads' from the Unseen come more frequently. I had one such experience a while ago. It has stayed with me. I attempted recording it in a painting and in words. I share it here, to honour the vision and to affirm that this process of realisation of a wider web of life is natural and is part of the present re-weaving of our Mother Earth's dreaming… please pass it on if you wish… Out of this land the trees come forth Reaching each way for light and dark Joining sky and earth in line Like sympathetic strings of time. My inner eyes just caught a glimpse, A vision of the once-that-was, Vast network of a native throng Of busy-ness and living song. Gone these flattened, unwild fields, Shrunken marshes, sheep-shorn hills; Wiped away the concrete caul Of netting roads and urban sprawl I saw, through ghos
