ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

I remember when I first discovered it.

the Road to Everywhere.

Ramblin’ the road that leads to everywhere is mighty good for your soul.

Do not select a particular place, have anywhere as your goal -


There’s a road that leads to everywhere across rolling hills and plains,
by red dirt it is painted,
even down flat culvert drains.


It stretches to high mountains where wide winged eagles soar,
it plunges down to valleys and where mighty rivers roar
then meanders to far oceans with a whitened crystal shore.


Rolling hills dressed in their greenery
are solace to your eye, as a portrait with a backdrop,
a softly tinted sky.


Saltbush plains are finely dotted with pincushion mimosa clumps,
while corrugated, winding mountain tracks or gravelled trails with stumps,
cause an exhilaration in a pounding heart which jumps.


Torrential rains rush to the South to make all rivers run -
with sparkling, glistening water which dances in the sun.


So take the Road to Everywhere,

to connect with every other one.

(c). Rimeriter.31/5/07.