in the heat of day shimmers, reflects.
see you in the shallow cave waiting for me to go,
face swims in the deep green water with the quick archer fish.
point the way from your place to mine,
my world to yours -
me and let me hear,
me and let me see.
listen, look, and perhaps we both shall know
Gorge is a beautiful spot on Mt House Station in the Kimberley, my
camp hung over the waterhole, facing the red cliff on the opposite
side. Birds and butterflies were everywhere and Archer fish swam in
the shallows, aiming spurts of water at flying insects. Just now and
then some wire or a fencepost are reminders of efforts made to
tame this land.