DREAMTIME WALKABOUT

There’s a gem in the hills of Eden
A cackling call of kookaburra
The passionate sigh in timeless silence
Blinded by the thunderous beauty
Of a simple garden variety sweet pea
Visions of blissful contentment
Down the information highway
In a dreamtime walkabout

Glorious inner beauty abounds
From this wondrous soulful flower
Showering flickering bursts of light
Through technological wizardry
Joy reaches out tran-tasmanly
Tenderly it touches me
Vivid portraits of peace and tranquility
Whispering eloquently sensuality and love
The pounding heart can be heard
Down the information highway
In a dreamtime walkabout

Mechanically connected
Soul-mate to soul-mate
Long searched for sweet perfection
Kindling desire, lighting the fire
Cherished sweetheart, worthy of the wait
Transversing from dream machine
To beauteous reality
Awesome is the word that travels
Down the information highway
In a dreamtime walkabout

By Joy Faulkner