Sunday, September 7, 2008

Amaroo

Refuges seeking asylum, we came
to the light of her southern hemisphere
seeking what all seekers seek, a sliver
of joy in an oft desolate orb, and

She welcomed us graciously, spaciously,
how the cuckabera laughed at dawn, how
magpies hip hopped o're the natty grass,
how wallabies stared at us, then leapt to
thickets where frogs croaked a steady tune.

She accepted us graciously, spaciously,
with breeze, fragrance, warmth, with
her southern light, with her promise of
stillness, with her unbridled beauty.

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