Enthralled Magazine Vol 1 Issue 2 - Reflect

Tree-walk by Michelle Wanasundera
Today I’m perched on a bough of a tree,
my legs hanging and dangling free.
I hear my friends happy laughs far down,
a dog ruff-ruffing, lawns being mown.
I inch along the tree’s bendy arm,
all sound fades, but for a cockatoo’s alarm.
Creeping deeper under its canopy,
the only sound now - lovely leaves rustling.
Finally at the trunk, warm, smooth and strong,
it seems to hug my back, murmuring a sleepy song.
It’s then I melt into its comfy embrace.
The world is silent — until my heart starts to race!
My arms slide easily into the branch’s sleeves!
My toes into the roots, my hair a pile of leaves!