24. Sky Lakes, Above The Slow Movement Of The Red Dune
pulpy desert storage roots, are slowly filling with moisture beneath the moving dunes,
all through the grey ranges, the range of soils are deep sands to claypan,
walking on sand breaks the fragile lichen crust and subjects the dune to wind erosion,
it's been all worked out, long before our footsteps crushed an ecosystem,
uniformly spaced species such as saltbush divide to avoid strong root competition,
roots with the need for space, tapping into each others grimy territory underground,
this land is quietly working within itself, saltbush blue, the mounds of salty western myall trees,
as for the orange sky lakes, i am ready to be received by them, in the landscape above our own,
trees silhouette the foothills, the sunset through the lakes of flames, its peaceful burning,
a wedgetail eagle spreads her giant brown wingspan into the silent fire, stars grow east,
orange sky lakes burn, above the slow movement of the red dune, still as an unruffled feather |
