BREAKING OF ANOTHER DAY . . .

Dawn chorus of birds, the sweetest melody

their songs echoing over valley and dale

daylight is breaking, shadows of the night flee

rays of the rising sun, ever so pale

Sun slowly rising, intensifying in its heat

morning mists in valley, slowly fading away

animals of the night beating a hasty retreat

emerging plants welcoming lifegiving sun's rays

There's a beauty in each dewdrop in its fall

its like a diamond, tumbling round and round

from Eucalypts and Wattles, Paperbarks so tall

sparkling on their journey towards the ground

Shafts of sunlight, dense canopy penetrating

eagles and hawks far above, soaring in the sky

myriad small insects in early light gyrating

whilst whispy white clouds, lazely drift by

Scent of varied bush flowers, ever so sweet

a vital role they play, in bush's regeneration

secreting table of smorgasbord, for animals to eat

in doing so, helping the process of pollination

Gently from chimneys of houses, in valley

place of peacefulness, picturesque, tranquility

smoke rising, undisturbed, spreading over plateau

now, this is a place to be, not a polluted city