Saturday, 24 March 2007

Cave behind the waterfall

A cool, dark room lit by flickering light – a disco dell for water nymphs.

Horse Shoe falls, Hazelbrook


Words to walk with:
From The Blue Mountains written in 1888 by Henry Lawson
“Above the ashes straight and tall,
Through ferns with moisture dripping,
I climb beneath the sandstone wall,
My feet on mosses slipping.


The stream that, crooning to itself,
Comes down a tireless rover,
Flows calmly to the rocky shelf,
And there leaps bravely over. ”

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