The Beating Heart

Can you hear her heart beating
in the heat of the day
when the white gums stand silent
and as time slips away?

Can you feel her pulse quicken
in the crisp morning air
with the sun not yet risen
over hills stark and bare?

Can you feel her blood flowing
in the creeks and the streams?
Is she all that you hoped for
in the best of your dreams?

Do you see her eyes open
as the sun meets the sky
does her beauty and terror
lift your spirit up high?

Can you sense her beginnings
in the reaches of time
when you gaze at the ranges
as the sun makes them shine?

Will you feel her forever
in the back of your mind
when you’re back in your homeland
and have left her behind?

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