Poem of Parra'dowee

Liquid memories,
Tranquilly flowing past,
Meandering between damp, moss-covered boulders,
Creating a masterpiece of jades and emeralds.

We journey through wise, ancient gums,
That firmly plant their roots,
Faithfully in red earth like many years before.

Stoic witnesses of the past,
Awaiting the future.
Their peace pouring out,
Like the gooey, amber sap that trickles down their trunks.

Stray beams of light dapple the forest bed.
The eucalypts warm aroma lingers in the air,
Enveloping all the life that shelters in their embracing arms.