Peer out from the long grass
Cicadas keeping millenial time
To the soft pad of unshod feet
I hear their songs in my sleep
Tracing some ancient migration
Following kangaroo and emu
To where the waterholes are full
And the lean-to again gives shade
We walk these lines in shoes
Coming after an understanding
That left us signs set in stone
A serpent's back, a mountain range
Tread lightly upon your mother earth
She knows you do not walk alone
© shaun patrick green 2012
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