on the high side of the slope, with steps up
to my front door. I can look out from there
across to deep blue mountains,
this, in many ways, unsuspected coast,
still keeping ancient secrets
Mt Warning, aka Wollumbin
At 'imaginary garden with real toads' the prompt for Day 8 of April Poetry Month is Hope and the Places That Heal You, in which we are invited to write about landscapes we love, which replenish us.