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by Nick Jeans
Byron Shire is rolling in the folds of its
own splendor, a community of spirit high on nature's funky
wonders, people from all paths of love in rich imagination,
a twinkle in communal eyes from beaches to hill stations,
in a culture you can't easily pin to adjective or cliche,
or ruminate on rumours, or swallow distant hearsay, but come
here with an open mind and hearts full bent to listen and
we'll welcome you with vibrant life and a gentle kind of wisdom
leave lagging preconceptions, drop that baggage at the door
Ð know that this community has seen it all before. we've spun
a rare diversity and woven from our differences. Surrender
to the green and blue our petty human interests more colour
than a rainbow and with porpoise and a passion we've settled
this Caldera and from it we have fashioned something bright
and stunning and a meeting place for all these children of
the future who have heard an ancient call with humour and
with humble grace we make our daily bread while we listen
to the scoundrels say, 'they're a mob who've lost their head'
but if you've heard the forests sing, rode the perfect curling
wave or ducked below the thunder as the Lighthouse swings
its ray dwelt deep within the landscape or dreamt far out
to the sea on this continent of dreaming in a dolphinicity
then you belong as we do to this paradise of green in this
paradox of living - in between so look around you'll see the
town is full of loving spirit and every word and step you
take you're seeding something in it let the funky wavelengths
enter let the sorrowed thoughts unravel then when you leave
you'll be a blest ambassador in travel and each time you return
to join this otherhood of souls we'll welcome you with open-eyed
abundance full and whole drink this mystery take it in, respect
this ancient land and laugh with us, at ourselves, at our
quirky Byron band!
Nick Jeans
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