We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage / And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, / We Poets of the proud old lineage / Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why ... (James Elroy Flecker)
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Showing posts with label Australia. Show all posts

24.4.20

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The sky, the sunlight, 
the water, the green earth — 
I live and move and breathe 
in the midst of this natural wonder
called the Mt Warning Caldera:
vast, ancient, fertile bowl
ringed by mountains and ocean,
surrounding that great central peak
where the light of dawn first touches 
my island continent: Australia.

I grew on a tinier island, southernmost
point of this land, almost a secret,
where lakes and prehistoric forests,
mountains and pristine coast,
still require trek or pilgrimage
from the most determined traveller
to arrive in unpeopled wilderness, struck 
by such magnificence it dwarfs you;
you want to bow down (perhaps you do)
thanking God, or Fate, or the Universe.

Later I crossed the Strait, found at length 
a treed suburb in a city by the sea, 
good place for raising children,
messing about in boats and libraries —
a base from which to travel
up the leafy, happy east coast, 
north to the steamy tropics, west
to a wilder ocean, or into the central desert
(full of flowers and birds that year, after rain)
with its one giant monolith.

This is a wondrous country! The first people
on earth lived here (don’t believe 
those tales that we began in Africa; here 
the Original People know better: I’ve studied 
their lore of the stars) and they still live 
here today — along with many others, 
arriving for conquest maybe; staying for love
of green earth or wide brown land (it's A Big
Country) of sparkling water, abundant sunshine,
and a quality of light seen only in this sky.


Written in response to April 2020, Day 24: Natural Wonders, at 'imaginary garden with real toads'. I intended to write only about the area where I now live, but couldn't stop until I'd included the whole country! I thought of calling it 'Sacred Land' – but aren't they all? The Earth is sacred; I wish that was more widely understood.


Notes


A Big Country was a much-loved, long-running (1968-1991) TV documentary exploring Australian rural life.

Artists (and others) have remarked on the wonderful quality of the light in Australia, even in winter, found nowhere else.


Stella Whieldon on Origine' Cultural Star Lore.

Image: Fair Use.