Whittlesea

shadows lengthen as the last warm rays dip down below a distant hill top

a lone cockatoo screeches announcing the coming night

frogs in a nearby dam begin their night song, birds return to their nests

a mob of kangaroos graze quietly silhouetted against the red sky

the dappled light gentle caresses the gum leaves as the breeze dances through the trees

far off a kookaburra laughs

the first star appears in the sky

another day ends and all is still…

John Robinson 1996