Songlines from the Dreamtime


In the beginning there was a song, calling our destiny into being,

we painted the way we would listen, each note is a message,

our story of dreaming, mapping time;

Earth colours our dreams with great intensity, we are her images,

singing our lives in circles and dots, expressions of love, as legends

form like pearls from the deep;

Our songs and dreams are carried on the wind, tasting the scent of

sweet meadow flowers, the air is precious, giving us our very first breath,

receiving our very last sigh.

 

2003