My church

 

The harsh climate

Yellow grass underfoot

Red rocks

Gumtrees

 

Salt water

Freshwater

Any body of water

Just take me there

 

An orchestra of cicadas

Kookaburras laughing hysterically

Such unique and beautiful surroundings are among us

 

Big cities

Are exciting— beautiful

Rich with culture and history

But they make me tired quickly

When I realise that nature is not at my doorstep

 

I begin my day

And go for a run 

Up the mountain— on the beach or — around the lake

It’s not just about the exercise

Cause if it was

I could just go to the gym

 

It’s about seeing the morning sun

Or the fog lifting off the water

Smelling the rain that has drenched the leaves

Being woken up by the commanding squak of the cockatoos

Feeling stones under my shoes

And cold rain on my skin

And saying hello to Kangaroos

Who endear and amaze me

No matter how many time I see them

 

Nature is the place 

Where I am at peace

It’s where I belong

An oasis that has me feeling both humbled and strong

 

No matter my mood

The weather

Or the ups and downs in my life

 

Through thick and thin

In sickness and in health

This is my church