What beaten track is this?
Shakes her head, that’s no fun
The birds will avoid us
So we must search them out
She said laughing out loud
Who was I to argue?
People were far away
Going about their business
We were lost in the bush
So sat down, ate our lunch
How blissful it now was
The sweet scent of gum trees
Birds came to check on us
While we kept very still
We were adjudged harmless
They gossiped by themselves
A wombat shuffled by
Snakes feared our heavy tread
Kangaroos scratched idly
There’s nothing better than
Embracing the wild
Choosing the other path
New Holland Honeyeater image found at www.homelife.com.au
Kangaroo image found at www.flickr.com
I can hear and smell the bush (being city bound for the moment but off soon) This is the most beautiful time of year in the outback.The Australian wilderness is the best choice to embrace.. one of the very few places left on the planet where one can enjoy true peace and quiet and solitude. I intend to enjoy it while I and it lasts. Thank you for this poem...needed it today!
ReplyDeleteYes, the choice to be embraced by the wildness and embracing the wild is a fine choice indeed. It definitely is the road not often taken, but when it is taken the rewards are evident.....as so well shown in the lines of your poem!
ReplyDeleteI would prefer the wild. There is so much life out there and it can make you feel so alive. Even the animals make their choices. informed by experience, judging you safe enough to coexist.
ReplyDeleteand a wise choice...it's sometimes better to choose the other path...
ReplyDeleteWhat a delightful experience, the way you tell it!
ReplyDeletePerfect...I would choose the wild...almost intuitively! Nicely done, Robin.
ReplyDeleteoh what a lovely line you took here and the less trodden way - love this image '"They gossiped by themselves"
ReplyDeleteAmen! How neat to ground this in story! Love.
ReplyDeleteHow I would LOVE to walk where I could see kangaroos! I especially love the closing lines of your poem - choosing the wild. Always a soul-satisfying choice. Loved this, Robin.
ReplyDeleteI too choose to embrace the wild. Thanks for your poem affirming this choice.
ReplyDeleteNice write. There is much satisfaction in this choice
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
I can actually visualize the images that you have painted so beautifully here :D
ReplyDeleteNature is such a wise and clear teacher--this was a delight to read!
ReplyDeleteOh, what a beautiful picture you paint. I'd love to walk through the bush, see those birds and kangaroos. How wonderful.
ReplyDeleteI love that shuffling wombat - i think if i were to gatecrash your lovely picnic that's what i'd be! Can i have a cake and maybe a shandy ;)
ReplyDeleteThe choice to wander can be amazing.
ReplyDeleteThis scene is so sweet! I love seeing wildlife :)
ReplyDeleteReally colorful life in your interpretation, I'd chose a wild ..maybe....saw many deer but never so many kenguru...it would be the shock... :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely idyllic poem! I so enjoyed reading this one...
ReplyDeleteEmbracing the wild indeed...a great choice. Your details brought me right in...thank you!
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