Where red and orange blend
and smooth meets rough,
the red rock sits,
still and quiet.
Centuries in the making
so many stories to tell,
from the battering of the 2010 floods
to the devastating cyclone Christine in 2014
and the everlasting droughts
and yet it still sits peacefully,
in the middle of the river.
Now it sits in my room,
memories still live within.
It helps me get through tough times
and gives me good luck.
It still gives me memories of that day,
wandering up the never ending river,
surrounded by white gums and spinifex.