Rainforest
There's a realm by the rim of our Coral Sea ,
‘neath an emerald studded canopy,
And there in the lamplight of discovery…
is where the colours of green first came to be,
Where flowers in riotous reams entwine and breech birth
their brilliance from branch and vine,
By marvellous mist-kissed living moss…
‘midst pools mostly missed by the Southern Cross,
Let the Rainforest's magical implosive fury run free…
in all its powerfully pristine fragility…