Before her spirit seeks the ether,
it will take the path to the creek
where grasses parch and bleach in heat,
to bid goodbye to a child-mirage
in a dress intense as columbine,
who waits by the deepest waterhole
in the shade of lilly-pilly trees
that stand like women of the land,
tenaciously, on rooted feet…
to wave farewell to children's dreams,
fleeting Ulysses butterflies,
where curved banks meet in dusky palms
that cup vast nebulae of skies.
Revenant
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2005
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