Feel the future shade.
Listen to the wind rustling the emptiness.
Sing the song of a homeless bird.
Sip eucalypt tea with the sleep-deprived bats,
And share your fruit with the starving ants.
Let a possum fall asleep on your arm,
And donate your leaves to the beetles below.
Bring out your baskets and your wooden tables.
Lay your broken pencils close.
Apologise with all your longing, 
With all your broken hope.
Clear the buildings!
Mine the pavement!
Blow all the clouds out of the way!
Guide the sun-burnt cattle forth,
And dig a comfy hole in the earth.
Ask its mother for a single seed,
And weep to water the ground.
Turn away and slowly sit down.
Lean against our home.