Here be dragons

Mine is a joy of colour
Burned in my brain
So brightly borne
On night forlorn
I hardy seem the same

A name so entrancing
It fair evades the jest
The sound of it
Steeps pride within
Its brush long stood the test

Spent many a day observing
The detail in its grain
To widen gaze
A spellbound daze
Defies grande window pane

Blue as the sky opens, timely
Cool as the vast southern sea
Ancient creatures
Surely teach us
How humans ought to be

Wise as blue whale roaming
Fear kraken, now mythical beast
When power and lust
Turn forests to dust
Here be dragons, man unleashed
Painted cliffs, Maria Island, Tasmania

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