Can you hear them?
As we travel through the bush, stop, listen, they’re up there.
The tinkling is unique.
It’s their way of communicating and what a magical sound it is.
There’s silence among us, we strain to hear,
Through the wind moving the leaves, the sway of the branches
The silence is broken by the twinkling
At first above us then from every direction
We are mesmerised,
We look at each other, our grins huge
Wow, who’d have expected such a melodious ringing?
I’ve carried them with me,
As I move through every forest,
I long for the uplifting bells to come tinkling through the canopy.
The Australian Bell Miner