And revel in her choices
The miracles
That Nature makes
No strokes go wrong
She’s always right
And so I learn
What beauty is
No strokes go wrong
She’s always right
And so I learn
What beauty is
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
In time
With practice
They become
The light
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
But even if
You’re nowhere near
The sky is filled
With smoke
This castle’s lords
Then I rethink
Erected stone
To stay the will of men
From the humblest beginnings
A miracle still
Such simple creatures
Would become the miracle, me