A song once sung
“Head West” proclaimed
But what would we find there.
I headed west
Into a desert
Sheoaks and spinifex lived there
But not all wests give the same
And one day I went bushwalking
Endless vistas of mountain ranges
A city’s water supply
Hazy spring afternoons
Gave everything a muted tone.
One west a desert of open plains
One west bands of mountain ranges
What other wests are there out there
Sounds like I have some exploring yet to do.