A Good-bye – Rosemary Dobson
We have seen you off as far as the yellow-box-tree
Returning I sit for a little while reflecting
On the long white clouds low at the horizon.
The wind sharpens the distant Brindabellas,
In the courtyard the fallen plum-blossom settles.
There will be time enough and time enough later
For crossing the threshold to lamplight and conversation.
FOTO – MAD O’BRIAN’S LEMON BLOSSOM IN BILAMBIL 2009