Kings Park silence

The lorikeets raucous

And everywhere

Looking along branches

For nesting hollows

Cheeping and squawking

Arguing over

Who and where.

Crows chime in

Surveying the scene to

Find what gives,

Where opportunity to

Cavil and cajole

High above solitary.

And the trees murmur

Leaves rattle

On the ground

This is silence

Out here

In the park

Not quiet

Nor still,

But peaceful

Calm

Thrumming

With living.