Dunethin Rock, Maroochydore.

 white birds perch on the writhing silence of the river
 they surround the rock but hide their dark spoons
their long knotted legs seem to stretch deep into the mud wings and
necks embrace the water's oscillating rind
a flight and a roost for Dunethin's enigma
quiet heaviness breaks from the forest spills into butterflies and birds
from bald roots magnetic recollections
we walk where paperbarks and mangroves mingle watch a fish slide through
the limpid surface plop back to water's shadows and slow tides
we are reluctant to leave the seams where life has been placed