In the Valley
By Hannah F
In the valley, the wattles drip with yellow,
Revealing patches of old farmland
Where mother nature has reclaimed the slopes.
In the valley, the currawongs leave for kunanyi,
After sheltering in the creek for winter,
They’re ready for the cliffs again.
In the valley, wedge-tailed eagles balance
On the warm updrafts, they glide
Keenly watching the land below.
Winter rains leave grasses green,
Eucalypts reveal new growth
Young branches reaching up towards the sun.
But beyond the green pockets
Nestled under the mountain,
Rhythms are changing and
Cycles are slipping
Out of alignment.
The future of the valley,
The future of the planet,
Is up to us.