The Australian Outback
Where wilderness meets serenity
She rides the red dusty track with a kookaburra upon her shoulder,
Smiling haphazardly at its laughter when it greets its pack,
They are travelling companions in this story of life,
Friends of nature, lending an assisting hand for anything they lack.
She walks the dusty hills of moisture-less sands,
Calling the critters forward from far and wide,
Hissing the call of the serpents as they forage in burrows,
Scattering the rodents that attempt to hide.
She calls forth the hawks from the highest treetops,
Feeding them slices of steak from a kangaroo’s hind leg,
Road kill put to good use to nourish the lord of the skies,
Never wanting the glorious beasts to scrounge and beg.
She skips in joy at the sight of a long legged emu,
Giggling in glee as she runs a tough race,
But she doesn’t stand a chance with the speed of the agile,
Not even coming close to keeping its pace.
She whispers in the caves of depth and beauty,
Hearing the echo reverb as it bounces…
