In a land so dry,
And dust-filled air,
Crow's calls echoed through these desert lands.
As we awaited those rains,
Hunger doomed us, as did man,
We grew desperate, for a grieving sky.
This Outback once filled with grace,
Bound by love and the Great Serpent above,
We grew together,
Lived together,
Soon to have our fate drive us apart.
The four Wise Ones of all parts of nature,
Came together to speak for us all,
Stepping out, they reached for the skies,
As we listened on, a prayer they recited,
To the Great Serpent above.
“Great Serpent of life and all that is,
Hear our desperate pleas,
Fill our hearts and souls with your tears.
Show us we’re still brothers,
Pardon our misdeeds,
Your mercy is in need,
To replenish our Outback lands.”
A great booming came,
Followed by a blinding light,
As grey clouds veiled the skies,
A shudder felt beneath our feet,
Brought about those awaited rains.
First but a trickle,
As if Great Serpent understood,
And answered the Wise Ones’ prayer,
Then came a sudden downpour,
We watched on as the land graciously embraced those rains.
Our brothers rejoiced,
As they danced in the rains,
Tears of happiness were shed.
Our once dry Outback,
Now dampened from rains,
The gift of rain now sacred to us all
“Great Serpent of life and all that is,
You showed us through your grieving skies,
There is hope for us still,
Together again, brothers under one sun,
Waiting for a time,
For your rains to come again.”
*By Tamara Dus* (Copyright2009)
And dust-filled air,
Crow's calls echoed through these desert lands.
As we awaited those rains,
Hunger doomed us, as did man,
We grew desperate, for a grieving sky.
This Outback once filled with grace,
Bound by love and the Great Serpent above,
We grew together,
Lived together,
Soon to have our fate drive us apart.
The four Wise Ones of all parts of nature,
Came together to speak for us all,
Stepping out, they reached for the skies,
As we listened on, a prayer they recited,
To the Great Serpent above.
“Great Serpent of life and all that is,
Hear our desperate pleas,
Fill our hearts and souls with your tears.
Show us we’re still brothers,
Pardon our misdeeds,
Your mercy is in need,
To replenish our Outback lands.”
A great booming came,
Followed by a blinding light,
As grey clouds veiled the skies,
A shudder felt beneath our feet,
Brought about those awaited rains.
First but a trickle,
As if Great Serpent understood,
And answered the Wise Ones’ prayer,
Then came a sudden downpour,
We watched on as the land graciously embraced those rains.
Our brothers rejoiced,
As they danced in the rains,
Tears of happiness were shed.
Our once dry Outback,
Now dampened from rains,
The gift of rain now sacred to us all
“Great Serpent of life and all that is,
You showed us through your grieving skies,
There is hope for us still,
Together again, brothers under one sun,
Waiting for a time,
For your rains to come again.”
*By Tamara Dus* (Copyright2009)
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