On a bush walk,
I saw a tuatara.
It was just there.
Not moving.
Just looking.
Breathing slow and deep.
Its being spoke of
A deep stillness beyond words,
In a timeless realm.
Returning from the walk,
The tuatara was still there.
Not moving.
Just looking,
Breathing slow and deep.
Bathing peacefully in
The Joy of Pure Being.