A meandering dirt road
Carved out long ago
Enthuses my attention
As I try my best to follow
It breaks free of the rainforests grip
Out into paddocks green
Along a hilly ridge
Where mountains can be seen
Winding twisting and turning
It makes its way along
Then finds another forest
Tall timbers standing strong
Enchanted by change
The colour and the shape
I ponder on this beauty
And the variety of landscape
Deeper deeper I follow
Searching for my goal
Till glimpses of shimmering
Reveal the lake and its soul
A graveyard of trees
From years gone by
Whisper from the watery depths
Why did we have to die
I am stunned by the beauty
I am saddened by the site
But every where I turn
Nature blooms with all its might..........