Snowy's Still Waters
SNOWY’S STILL WATERS
By
Kevin L Fairbrother
The rolling hills surround the lake
It’s still-waters glisten in the simmering heat
With nary a wave breaking on the shore
As echos of life now and past resound
The gentle sloping hills reach to the shore
Abound with kangaroo, ducks and emu’s
They have no fear of man encroaching
As they noisily graze on the abundant grasses
This man- made lake built of sweat and tears
A monument to those past, who toiled so hard
Now a haven for those who visit the Snowy
And they flock in their hundreds to experience the wilderness
The steep hillsides decked with timber and shrubs
The golden wattles a site to behold
The purple weeds interspersed amongst the grasses
Give rise to a sense of peace and tranquility
Spare a thought for those who built this wonder
For they endured hardship the likes we could not imagine
The Snowy gave no ground, she made them pay
Whilst taming the rivers and streams that have slipped beneath the waves
They tamed the raging rivers of snow melt
That used to make their long journey to the sea
Now the rivers are silent for they are deep beneath the lake
But there is life as the lake spills over creating power and irrigation
Of the original inhabitants whose land this was so long past
Now just part of the dreamtime of stories thus told
As the ghost of those who lived and worked to build
Sleep forever beneath the Snowy’s cold dark waters
Copyright © Kevin Fairbrother | Year Posted 2014
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