the body slips from journey
there are no tedious tracks of thrust or piston
a vastness drizzled in heat
a sudden frost as white as the risen moon
a silence … so spiritual it shouts blasphemy
when connection to land is denied
self is fossilised & memory chipped
like shells on the floor of this spinifex sea
sensitivity addicts
to solid flatness
smoothed by a secret dialogue with the wind
kangaroos scratch in ageless erosions
desert spawn await the pelt of rain
a circling hawk keeps me hunkered
between the blue high rise & black ants
building ochre cathedrals to worship the sun
caught in a gathering
that rolls across the ditches
in giant funnels playing tag
I am pulled to the earth's curvature
ghosting beyond the sight line
there is no confrontation
no struggle
I am now … as I have always been -
insignificant
to the beckon
where footprints leave no dent in time
as sky & ground converge
the union is complete
I give back
what I cannot keep
Published in Eclectica (2006).
