Hatagoya's Desk

Sunday, April 10, 2022

About the Grampians

by James Aitchison
  
I came to unbreakable rock, 
Rock that was young and cooling 
Before any woman gave birth. 
 
Rock that will never be quarried, 
Where sand-dust grows a thousand trees, 
Nurtured by bushfires and rain. 

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