Such a road promises
Adventure, beauty, discovery
And the longer I follow it
The further inside myself I see
Some images
Must be allowed
To speak for themselves
And so I forfeit
The beauty
And insight
I will never know
Between
There seems
An expanse
Of nothingness
A beach head
A landing
A portal
A gateway
I suppose that is the way
Of rainforest life
I hanker for the sun
Complain about the wet
But it exhausts me
when the sun stays too long
Tnorala rises
From a wide, flat plain
Dug out by a shooting star
Which fell to earth
If the bumblebee
Could do science
What world would its textbooks see
I love the chutzpah of communities
Which plunk themselves down on the edge of a continent
That the sea has been ferociously taking back
Since the land was born
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