Journey to the salt
Can, may I share with you a story
A tale from sometime ago
Where he walked out of the sandstone highlands
On a long walk to find a far distant coast..
For that’s when he met her
Fifteen miles from the Coral Sea
Here outside the Old Dairy Inn
Waiting for news about her family..
But none did come, for their letter did delay
To share their sadness, they could not make it
In funding a decision to leave their home
Though that’s another story..
Another six months before she heard..
So at the time he now did ask
If her heart and feet might wish to join him
Along on the few miles to see the sea..
For saltwater people they’re her kin
Out a thousand miles beyond the reef
East of the wild sea’s rising sun
Where here their seeds they wash ashore
So walk they did, the time upon their feet
Within conversations light and varied
Laughter, smiles at times a dance
Till they topped the hill, it came to sight..
The vastness of the Blues
As the salt air it caught the breezes
Such a sight to find first time
For her, of home and recollection
Here now to walk the last three miles
Just a short while now till dusk
To find a bed of sand to rest
A sea swept wild in sound..
Where the ocean plays her music
At journey’s end found here in salt
Water vast within companions
Saltwater, together people, before the sea…