when the red gold light
hits the whitegum just so,
and the beauty rushes into you like a prayer.
when the red gold light
hits the whitegum just so,
and the beauty rushes into you like a prayer.
I walk barefoot
across springy buffalo grass and
a carpet of damp bark and leaves.
Each gum tree is arrayed
in its own singular pattern
of colours and striation.
The cool of the earth works its way into my feet
and the scent of eucalypt resin surrounds me
like a gift from the Magi
I walk barefoot
across springy buffalo grass and
a carpet of damp bark and leaves.
Each gum tree is arrayed
in its own singular pattern
of colours and striation.
The cool of the earth works its way into my feet
and the scent of eucalypt resin surrounds me
like a gift from the Magi