Dreamtime
Longing for the rainforest,
the smell of life eternal springs
and wafts across the oceans deep
to my chilly home to bring..
images of orchards bright
in high trees with roots a dangling
of butterflies, I've never seen
and crocodiles prey wrangling.
Longing for the forest in spring
the eastern coast of Australia,
the gushing falls high above all
Kingfishers dressed in regalia.
I dream of Daintree and sky walks
above the forest's fecund floor
of mangrove trees riverside,
rousing morning doves galore..
Ghadja I, ghost spirit white,
I dream of Australian spring time
far across the deepest sea
down under I walk in dreamtime.
*In the animist framework of Australian Aboriginal mythology,
Dreamtime is a sacred era in which ancestral totemic spirit beings
created the world.
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