Guided to the intersection of the 
Marbeelup Chapman Brook
and the Djudjulyup Blackwood River
by wodan the bronzewing pidgeon.

He leads off the main road, then 
flies down the left side towards
the meeting waters,
away from the campground 
and old boat launch.

I sit under the big marri trees 
trees by the waters edge.
The sun is out and the water
is reflecting off the Djudjulyup
onto the branches and leaves.

The place is a strong place. 
The Noongar signs suggest
reflection.

And so I sit. 

And for some reason the reflected
movement of the water on the branches
speaks to me of all images
reflecting a reality in our own 
watery awareness—
a reflection through which 
we can choose to pass through to 
deeper layers of truth,
reality, being,
if we so wish.