My Song ~ Bunya Mountains ~ June 2013

I snuck away from my warm house
As quiet as a little mouse
They didn't know that I was gone
I left so I could find My Song

Here I sit with natures sounds

The cool crisp morning all around

The grasses wet with morning dew

The hillside packed with grazing roos

 

A joey tucked in mothers pouch

His tiny head is poking out

He sniffs the air so cautiously

Mum pricks her ears and looks at me

I turn my gaze toward the sky

Clouds like ribbons glide on by

As sunshine lifts her fiery head

To wake the birds all from their beds

 This view is simply so divine

The cool soft breeze through Bunya Pine

A crackling sound by birds and beaks

 

 
 
 
 
As they sort through which seeds to eat
The thumping of a playful Roo
As he bounds through the morning dew
The other Roos watch him jump past
And then return to eating grass




I'm glad I've had this time with "Me"
I'm actually quite good company
To sit with Mother Nature's kin
I've found that My Song dwells within


written by Kelly Flack - June 14th 2013