One of the things I do like about Brisbane is the climate. Sure when it’s humid it is not so great, but autumn and spring are fantastic. Cool weather always revitalises me.
Cool air passes over me
My body seems to glide through it’s freshness
Smooth cold fingers caressing
A frosty lover’s gentle touch
The city whispers with a background hum
Empty streets pulsing with white noise
Within all the voices against me
Pause to take the affirmative
Shadowy trees bring no menace
Only shelter from clear skies
Stars hang in dark ceiling
Dimmed yet radiant in brilliance
Southern Cross balanced above forms an infinite arrow
Pointing all thoughts to the Middle Path
