Eucalypts sway

                     kelp-like

their fingertips trail, eddying clouds.

          I lie

below

in a knotted hammock

                    dozing.

Small butter-yellow beetles

forage

              amid

                         wheaty strands

soughing in the breeze.

Birds chirrup, trill and warble

                            while I,

              absorb their benediction

and

slowly,

           heal.