Dancing In the Wind

START Dancing in the Wind While dancing in the wind, with the backdrop a blue sky Snow gums bend their upper limbs, and appear to fly Back and forth across their stage, in perfect harmony To the rhythm of the wind, and its haunting symphony Their costumes are so fresh and new; some rust, some grey, some green And after a shower from heaven, their leaves are squeaky clean The stage set's always changing, as clouds go racing by These come from Kosciuszko - miles high in the sky And so the gum-leaf dancers revel in ballet To echoes of a mazurka, down the Alpine Way In honor of Strzelecki, who came from another land They twist and turn down the slopes, then pirouette in the sand. oOo END