“The splendour falls on Russell Falls
And wild cataracts leap in glory!”
– Apologies to Alfred Lord Tennyson
The perfect place to relax,
To contemplate and dream,
To solve issues of the day
Beside this flowing stream.
Towering swamp gums meet the sky,
Dogwood, and myrtle down below
In the Mt Field National Park,
A very special place to go.
Russell Falls Creek meanders
Through fern glades tall and cool,
The perfect place to pause awhile,
Seeking creatures in each pool.
The path was wide, clear and flat
The Supascoota cruised with ease
Through a light dappled wonderland,
Old Bill rode, chuffed and pleased.
Huge tree stumps rotting slowly,
Reminders of years long gone.
Tree ferns unfurling new fronds
Indicating life goes on.
Tourists roam these bushland paths
Lost in the wonder of the falls
Cascading from the cliff above,
Mist wreathing around them all.
The unique Waterfall Cafe,
The perfect place to end the day,
Sharing with partner Joy
My seventy seventh birthday.