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"I LOVE THIS PLACE CALLED COOLENDEL
MY HAVEN FROM
THE NORM
IT'S HERE I COME TO RECHARGE MY SOUL
JUST TO RELAX AND NOT
CONFORM.
THE RAPIDS SING THEIR CONSTANT SONG
THE BEACH HOLE DEEP
AND BLACK
THE MILKY WAY SO BRIGHT AND CLEAR
WHILST LYING ON MY
BACK
ANIMALS AT EVERY TURN
A LIVE MENAGERIE
THE RIVER BREEZE
THROUGH THE TREES
REMINDS ME THAT I'M FREE.
THE PEACOCKS, WOMBATS,
WALLABIES,
THE SOUND OF PRECIOUS FROG
IT'S PEACE TO SIT AND
LISTEN
WHILE SITTING ON A LOG.
THE CHILD'S FIRST SOLO BIKE
RIDE
WITHOUT THE TRAINING WHEELS
IN TIMES LIKE THIS, WE SHOULD MAKE
THE MOST,
BECAUSE THIS IS HOW LIFE FEELS.
THE KIDS HAVE GOT YOU TO
THEMSELVES
A RARE AND WONDROUS FEAT
THUNDERSTORMS IN THE
AFTERNOON
TO QUELL THE PERVADING HEAT.
FRIENDSHIPS STRENGTHENED IN
THE CAMP
THE LAUGHTER AROUND THE FIRE
THAT BRINGS US BACK TO
COOLENDEL
AND OF THAT I’LL NEYER TIRE."
BEN
LINCOLN DECEMBER 2002.
