West

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

West

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.

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