Mental Illness Fellowship Northern Territory

It's early morning

Too early for most humans

For a moment I hear the blackbirds sing

And my mind is still, quiet

I know this won't last long

This peace, this healing moment

Too soon my mind will be full

Of the voices tearing down any positive

There roots are far too deep to dig out

Branches to thick to prune

Yet in a fragile moment

A breath of peace, a song

Life somehow moves on