I Love Where The World Is Quiet Poem by Francis Duggan

I'm not one of busy man made places I love where the World is quiet
A wood where the songbirds are singing in the evening in the warm sunlight
A cool place by a creek or a river when the warm sun burns in the sky
Lying in the shade watching the dark swallows as above the landscape they fly,
I love to be alone with Nature in a quiet place away from the town
Where the grey shrike thrush the feathered musician in his cloak of light grey and brown
Is piping at the the verge of the woodland on a high branch of a eucalypt tree
One of Mother Nature's best minstrels and few as melodious as he
I love where the World is quiet far away from the bustling Street
Out there in the Kingdom of Nature where the creek and the river does meet
Where the platypus in the twilight searching for food in the dark pool swim to and fro
Such strange looking and mysterious creatures and of their ways so little we know
I love where the World is quiet where the river that flows to the sea
Is babbling on through the paddocks the quiet places calling to me.