Bushmans Final Homecoming
the Nulla Nulla passed
in a delicate arch
this was the final throw
no prey or hunters fate awaits
at journeys end
end over end
as the battles before
or terrors that lay behind
fell away,
the Nulla Nulla
becomes one
with mother
again
as this warrior is beaten
with the dust of time,
and wearing
his shroud of birth
tribute is paid and offered
in a thousand thanks to Gaia
as a billion
points of sand
burn his feet
he relishes
his last walkabout,
merging into
a shimmering mirage
within the dreamtime,
the serpent
writhes in joyous welcome,
at his homecoming
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