Governors Bay

A pale white cascade of blue
That over hangs in native hue
Rolling pastures sheltered tight
Beside the sea in morning light

Red rock bound on scared land
Beauty be thy place at hand
Natural wonder in your splendour
There are times my heart surrenders

The rolling pastures, caved on stone
The bridal path I walk alone

Pathway to the new frontier
Echoes of forgotten years
White clouds hang upon no thunder
Beneath this land of natural wonder

Haven of the evergreen
Pastures of my thoughts and dreams
Governors bay in you, I remember
There are time my heart surrender