With little more than time and sand
A little wind, a spot of rain
Build great cities
Rife with ornament
With their first step
Began their song
Which made the land
I stand upon
Old Man Rock
He’s steady-on
I sit upon him
Wondering
At all that is
And ever was
And what it means
And what becomes
initial state — Darwin, dawn;
Day 1: drive, heat, water, sweat, swim, flies, drive, eat, hike, flies, water, dirt, water, flies, heat, water, sweat, water, dust, flies, water, swim, flies, flies, flies, drive, water, dust, water, eat, flies, dark, dirt, flies, water, camp, beer, dirt, flies, eat, beer, mossies, mossies, sleep, mossies, mossies, wake-up, sleep, mossies, wake-up, sleep, mossies, dawn, crows, wake-up, flies
Like when we’re in Kakadu
And it’s October
Which is fall
Except it’s early spring
Yeah, spring in Australia
From the humblest beginnings
A miracle still
Such simple creatures
Would become the miracle, me
I see my own boundaries
Are merely frontiers
To be explored
Sometimes
It’s difficult to tell
Which is which
Until I try to open them