Heading photographs by Harry Whaite (1912-2011)

 

 

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The Grose River

from Perry's Lookdown.

(C.M.W Reunion Weekend 1966)

 
She
moves
steadily
as one that
ambles between the spurs
with ease: and with her joy,
far down in shadowed depths of green
she sings "ever onward".
Her babbling waters
drifting....
breeze
lifting
her sound,
like the misty
breathing of the Soul.
Up here, the merest of humans
can find deep peace within themselves;
a response in the fibres
of their being;
a tranquil
aceptance
of life.
Time,
Space,
and Proportion
all seem annulled
when I look far out
across to the horizon.
the world swirls around me,
a feeling deep within me swells;
I break away from every man-made thing,
and feel the arms of God beneath me.
The story of eternal inspiration
spreads out before me.
 

 

At last I have
the utter joy
to think,
and feel,
and love
completely.
Could I forget
such splendour?
The trees around me
stand with arms outstretched,
thin brown fingers reach to join
new leaves to the old gnarled arms.
They whisper strange tales of the bush
to the listening valley.
And this I hear;
I understand,
and love this place.
For here is the peace
from Sydney's turmoil.
Only now, am I at one with Nature,
would that it could be so with all the World
 
SJB
"Into The Blue" No. 101 June 1967