Mt Buffalo

Rising up from the plains below,

creating views, valleys, gullies and shade.

Waterfalls cascade, softly, powerfully,

over boulders weathered by time.

Summer fires rage across

leaving blackened ground,

all trees destroyed,

fresh growth appearing after the rain.

Scars streak the surface,

Winding roads brand like a black tattoo,

Unexpected landslides create scratches down the side,

Walking tracks cut through the trees.

Visitors come to view and traverse,

Landscapes changing throughout the year,

Departing with a newfound sentiment,

Like a battery recharging the soul.