Sydney

Harbor waters glint in morning light,
As sails unfurl and ferries chug along.
The Opera House, a shell of pure delight,
Echoes with the city’s vibrant song.

Bondi’s waves crash on golden sand,
Surfers dance on nature’s liquid stage.
Jacarandas paint the streets so grand,
Their purple blooms a fleeting, yearly gauge.

Skyscrapers reach for cloudless skies,
While hidden laneways whisper tales of old.
In Circular Quay, the didgeridoo cries,
A timeless sound, both haunting and bold.

Multicultural flavors spice the air,
From Chinatown to Little Italy.
The Harbour Bridge stands proud and fair,
A steel embrace across the sparkling sea.

Sydney pulses with a restless beat,
Where past and future seamlessly entwine.
A city where the world comes to meet,
And dreams are etched in sandstone’s design.