Escapism to just be able
\nTo walk into the sun
\nWith inventiveness and with creativity
\nWhen the day is done
\nA vivid imagination
\nWord paintings in ones soul
\nA rhapsody of poetry
\nWithin ones own control<\/p>\n
Growing up in Queensland
\nAfter her mother died
\nLooked after by her fathers sister “gillian”
\nNeeding a place to hide
\nWent to a boarding school
\nIn Brisbane
\nMusic helped her see
\nShe actually won a scholarship
\nBut it was not to be<\/p>\n
She enjoyed bouts of tranquillity
\nAnd dreamed her hours away
\nShe really loved the animals
\nFor they all seemed to display
\nA willingness to love
\nA willingness to care
\nShe loved their airy fairy lives
\nAnd such whimsical hours would share<\/p>\n
In 1975 she moved to Alice Springs
\nAnd spent
\n2 years with some camels
\nShe felt that she had been sent
\nTo study wild Australia
\nAnd to take a trip alone
\nJust her and her sweet animals
\nThe ones really that had shown<\/p>\n
Thoughtful participation
\n4 camels and her dog
\nAnd decided she would travel
\nThrough the desert
\nAnd would log
\nHer experiences so set out
\nIn 1977 to trek some 1700 miles
\nAnd make it her own heaven<\/p>\n
To enact her aboriginie throughts
\nCertain she could try
\nAnd forage and live off the land
\nAnd, would not deny
\nThe struggles and the rigour
\nThat these groups bore out each day
\nAnd with their help and her respect
\nOf them
\nShe made her way<\/p>\n
Spirited with bags of grit
\nShe tried to comprehend
\nThe meaning of each moment
\nAnd being mindful did depend
\nAble to talk herself through
\nThe expectations she
\nAnd was able to stay grounded
\nWith her credibility<\/p>\n
She was able to be happy
\nBy herself potentially
\nWithin the bounds of what infact
\nWas possibility
\nWell grounded and well founded
\nAnd an unshakability<\/p>\n
Intuitively, her sixth sense
\nHelped her with her belief
\nShe clearly was enlightened
\nFor her such a relief
\nShe had studied survival
\nAnd folklore was her thing
\nYou could say that she was savvy
\nAnd that that infact did bring<\/p>\n
And air of quietly confident
\nAnd an ability to see
\nCommon sense and the sharpest wit
\nAnd her mental capacity
\nFor shrewdness and a worldly wisdom
\nAble to reflect
\nTo see the best in everything
\nA sage I do detect<\/p>\n
I mean it seemed like madness
\nTo go off on one’s own
\nAcross the desert and outback
\nWith 4 camels who had shown
\nClearly love and care for her
\nAs had “diggity”
\nBut she felt very confident
\nWith them so happily<\/p>\n
They started off together
\nSleeping underneath the stars
\nWith the aura of the milky way
\nAnd ofcourse no cars
\nThat She was with her animals
\nAnd out there On the trail
\nWith kangaroos and wallaby’s
\nCreating her own tale<\/p>\n
“Tracks” would be a book
\nA film and a truly rugged trek
\nAcross the desert outback
\nKeeping herself in check
\nSwimming in the waterholes
\nLiving off the land
\nSurviving in the desert sun
\nAnd trying to understand<\/p>\n
The hardship that was evident
\nHer vigilant display
\nThe sleepless feverish restless
\nNights all along the way
\nTending to her animals
\nEvery single hour
\nAnd being actually able
\nWith her concentrated power<\/p>\n
And Really she the trailblazer
\nA women alone too
\nTaking on this massive journey
\nTo do what she had do
\nThe fear and trepidation
\nTo be counted to be there
\nHaving to confront danger
\nWith everything to share<\/p>\n
She managed it and got to
\nThe Indian Ocean where
\nEverything looked beautiful
\nAnd no where did compare
\nThe camels loved the ocean
\nThe wonder of it all
\nWhat was her transformation
\nThe enigmatic call<\/p>\n
“Dookie” “BUB””Zeleika”and
\n“Goliath””Zeleika’s” son
\nThat was the 4 camels names
\nAnd “Diggity” the dog
\nThe fun
\nWas really the association
\nWith the animals and the trail
\nThe drama the sensation
\nWhich all together formed
\nHer great tale.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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