Margaret Lee’s Special Place
The Gurdies Conservation Reserve
Walking the Gurdies
Yellow Box in flush
Flowering, attracting bees
Honey scented gum.
Shaded fern gully
Fringed by Hop Goodenia
Bracken fern waves tall.
Among the grasses.
Peeping out, its fine tendrils
Reaching for the sky.
I pause, gaze in awe
Hibberta’s delicate beauty
Fills my soul with more.
Homeward now I go
Refreshed, blessed and meditative
Opening the gate…….
I walk in the bush
And find its boundless beauty
Enhancing my joy.
Whipbirds, kookas call,
Piercing the silent morning
The bush awakes.
Mauve and blue gems
Fringe and chocolate lilies
Swaying in the breeze.
Ah, a glint of gold
Yellow rush lily twisting
Its head to the sun.
Native bees flit by
Settling and pollinating
Delicate flowers.
I walk out the back gate and the bush is just there
The trees open up to the sky
It’s a beautiful, peaceful place to be
The trees open up to the sky
It’s a beautiful, peaceful place to be
The canopy allows the light
to filter through to the daisy bushes,
the scented paperbacks,
the orchids and the trailing wildflowers
Some of them are so small, they are the size of your fingernail
Most people would just walk on by and not even see them
We left the city 20 years ago to come down here
To have a whole acre of land was just like heaven
We began to walk in the bush
Slowly this magnificent array of wildflowers revealed itself
I’ve always loved the earth
This year it’s been so wet
I’ve become entranced with all the fungi, lichen and moss
When you listen deeply to the bush
You become the songs, the sounds, the songs, the colours
It becomes part of you
You feel you are in it and it’s in you
Blue and green spaces draw you down into yourself
And take you beyond yourself
There’s a lot of lovely silence here
It allows you to go deep within
You can sit on a log looking out over Westernport
There’s something about the sunset that draws you down into yourself
It doesn’t matter what season it is
Wherever the sun drops down, you’re in it
Tiny faces turned
skyward. Delicate beauty
On a summer’s day
Swaying tilting buds
Opening up to the sun
Joyful, blue and pink
I feel it is all part of me now
I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else
My appreciation for The Coastal Connections Project
Dr Laura Brearley & Terry Melvin
And all associated with it