Flushed with Success

SCENIC SUNDAY

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comes round again.

Lake Mulwala is a man-made lake near Yarrawonga where we have just holidayed. To make the lake, a large number of trees had to be submerged. It looks quite forbidding during the day but it is transformed at dusk. It is also full of fish so it is a great tourist attraction to fishermen.

FLUSHED WITH SUCCESS!

Lake Mulwala. At first it seems

Unreal, like something in our dreams.

Or, maybe, nightmares, for they've died.....

The trees by which the boats must glide.

Those trees so still, so dark, so gaunt,

Almost seem to loom and haunt.

They died by drowning, every one,

And now they face the blazing sun,

Without the benefit of leaves.

Each one a phantom that still grieves;

Grieves for the days that used to be

When each one was a living tree.

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But evening comes! What transformation!

A victory for re-creation!

The flush of pink lights lake and sky.

The cockatoos come flying by

And perch for safety on each tree.

How restful the long night will be.

No predator can reach them here!

And a thousand other birds appear.

The trees' reflections dance awhile

And a pale moon; rising, seems to smile.

Then we realise we can see

How living a dead tree can be.

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More scenery here:

http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2009/04/tropical-trickery.html