Scratches, bruises, sunburn,
And the song in my heart,
Pay testament to this short time,
Spent in nature.
Lungs filled with freshness of clean air
And the sweetness of pittosporum blossom.
Laying down my cares on the warm earth.
Sleeping in the shadow of leaves,
Beneath the myriad of slow moving stars.
Waking into morning's dew filled coolness.
Feeling alive and vigorous,
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