Hot heat, wild hair, a laugh, a giggle, a cackle or two! Peeking through the veil, peering through a small dry window, the Sun bows gracefully over the ocean creating a never before seen type of green which blends out from the fire-glow. The rainbow horizon ripples and spreads into the night sky. It bleeds into the red rock and soaks the moss green, swirls brown in the hidden waterholes and blends into the heart of the land.
My land, your land, awakened by the light from the hills, smoke on the plains, a blanket of sacred stars, timeless Dreaming spirals, drawn away into the dusty earth, the blues and greens, the cool tingling Earth spirits pouring into the rocks, trickling into the ancient lakes and rivers.
Give me Baz, Bazza, Barry, Malibu and pineapple and crisp calamari, travel-weary trekkers, spiritual talks, lush green rainforest walks, the hope of a perfect sunset and the hugging heat. Give me powerful waterfalls, deep rivers and lakes, connecting people, connecting life!
Hot heat, wild hair, a laugh, a giggle, a cackle or two! Peeking through the veil, peering through a s
My land, your land, awakened by the light from the hills, smoke on the plains, a blanket of sacred stars, timeless Dreaming spirals, drawn away into the dusty earth, the blues and greens, the cool tingling Earth spirits pouring into the rocks, trickling into the ancient lakes and rivers. 
Give me Baz, Bazza, Barry, Malibu and pineapple and crisp calamari, travel-weary trekkers, spiritual talks, lush green rainforest walks, the hope of a perfect sunset and the hugging heat. Give me powerful waterfalls, deep rivers and lakes, connecting people, connecting life!
you are an artist AND a poet!! you have a beautiful writing style!
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