Silence On the Tanami

Come with me Solace of the Tanami Under a blistering Midday sun Silent crescent moon Nothing murmurs No living thing moves Except Shimmering heat haze A far-off willy willy Twisting its dirty funnel Further and higher Into the quiet Never never Not even a crow call To break this silence Silent solace Standing in quiet On this low hill Am in a silent dream The last thing alive Apart from movement And silence Silent desert sky Can I hear Or feel The sweat Trickling Down my brow My cheek Rhythmic beat Of my heart Warm breath I suck in And let out It’s as if Movement and silence Are one The distant willy willy Confirms Silence in movement As does the silent Shimmering heat haze Against the deafening Desert sky The storm To the far north Flashing and sparking In total silence My shadow Moves silently with me No haste The horizon Always there Ahead Moving forward In silent grace