Where Life Itself Begun

ONCE AGAIN I’M SITTING ON MY VERANDAH
WATCHING THE CLOUDS RACE ACROSS THE SKY,
SOMETIMES I ENCOUNTER THE WRATH OF THOR
AND THEN THOSE CLOUDS BEGIN TO CRY,
QUITE OFTEN THEY CAST A SHADOW
AS THEY FORM A VEIL AGAINST THE SUN,
YES, ONE CAN FINE TUNE HIS IMAGINATION,
IN THE PLACE…..WHERE LIFE ITSELF…..BEGUN.

ONE CAN GAZE ACROSS VERDANT WATERS
AND OBSERVE THE AUGUST SWANS UPON THE LAKE...
AUDITION THEIR SERENADE OF HORNS
AS THEY ENDEAVOUR TO ENTICE A MATE,
ONE CAN LISTEN FOR THE WEATHER REPORT
AS THE KOOKABURRAS FORCAST FROM ATOP THE GUMS,
YES, YOU CAN BEGIN TO READ YOUR SOUL
IN THE PLACE…..WHERE LIFE ITSELF…..BEGUN.

ONE CAN TRUDGE A VIRGIN CORRIDOR
THROUGH TOWERING FORESTS AS OLD AS TIME,
AND MAYBE…..WHEN FATIGUE SETS IN
REST AGAINST AN ANCIENT HUON PINE,
YOU MIGHT EVEN LOCATE THE LOST FALLS
THAT RECENTLY VANISHED IN THE DRY,
PERHAPS YOU WILL FIND THE MISSING LINK
SHOULD…..THE KNOT OF EVOLUTION…..YOU UNTIE.

NOW SHOULD THERE BE A MOMENT IN TIME
WHEN YOU BANISH YOURSELF TO THIS MYSTICAL PLACE,
WHEN YOU UNROLL YOUR SWAG AND SWING YOUR BILLY
AND LAY YOUR HEAD BESIDE THE LAKE,
YOU CAN CLOSE YOUR EYES AND CONCEIVE AN IMAGE
OF JUST HOW IT WAS BACK ON DAY ONE,
AND ASSURE YOURSELF... THIS IS AS CLOSE AS ONE GETS
TO NATURE…..AND THE PLACE…..WHERE LIFE ITSELF BEGUN.