Australia in all its Glory

As light slowly spills across the ground, the darkness leaps back, afraid of the glow. 

The newborn sunshine dances and leaps, erasing the dark and swaying to and fro. 

The sunshine illuminates a landscape, covered in human towers.

But hidden beneath some dense foliage is a field covered in wildflowers.

Morning glories dance and flutter their velvet brilliance towards the light,

And birds twitter and chatter and cackle and laugh, creating a colourful sight. 

A bird of prey swoops north, beneath the blazing sun. 

Hunting for a meal perhaps made by the lizards who begin to run. 

As the sun slowly begins to dip, a dry western breeze rolls through. 

And a pack of travelling hikers find shade beneath Uluru.

But as the sky begins to purple, we know it’s nearly time.

To head back home before we’re caught, by the midnight clock’s chime.

As we eventually arrive back home, to the New South Wales coast. 

The yellow, gold and pink sunset reminds us to take our post.  

The southern cross emerges, spreading its dappled wings wide. 

To engulf us in its embrace, then let us run and hide. 

The night is almost upon us, as darkness hugs us close.

I look out over my shadowed country, the country I love most.