the Land is our archives

Big libraries
in the sky
Listen
Be quiet
Listen again
as she speaks
She sustains us
She is a Mother
holding us…listen
We hang onto her
Slow going
every word
Water diamond
Water birds
Women singing
A bird song
The birds then sing
Sacredness of stories
Sacred sands
belong to the ground
Mother’s Totem is born!
here in the grasses
She goes to collect
The tall grasses each year
She weaves
her way majestically
She is the Land
Of the Barkindji

The river Darling
For the Land is alive
As is the sea
The wind
The fire
The bush
She knows
how to care
for it…
A big whale
A place of sea whiting
A meeting place of peace
Sitting down
Hunting, eating feedz
Medicines of nature
Bush honey
Wild raspberries and wattle seeds
A ‘Gnangkari’ is healing
‘Aruthe’ Bush bathing
We gather by the sea
as one will always be