SONG OF THE MULGA (lyrics) - ( OUT IN THE MULGA )
Out in the mulga, out in the mulga,
There's distance beyond our dreaming;
A love that knows each creature's tracks,
There's a step beyond our own.
* * *
Out in the mulga, out in the mulga,
The word is written by footprints in the sand;
Between a thousand desert ranges, in mulga after mulga
You find your honey digging for ants you'll understand.
Red pebble-boulder ranges down tumble
As bubblegum packs of civilisation blow away;
Where shy-knowing in a man makes him wary
The ghost of eternity call humbly- "Come Away."
Out in the mulga, out in the mulga,
There's distance beyond our dreaming;
A love that knows each creature's tracks,
There is a step beyond our own.
You catch yourseld longing for potent germination,
You touch a country long hoped to find inside;
There's a holy yearning to be, out in the mulga,
To be whole and free on the honest side.
* * *
Out in the mulga, out in the deep mulga,
There's a waiting bud that's patient;
For the rare rose-water of the desert
For a honey of being beyond ordinary dreams.
* * *
Hearty euro zip the ridge we climb to be over,
Malu lope long hops to span the thirsty miles;
The mulga goes on and and on to finish
In a dream of redemption in mulga going on.
- July 1995, Central Australia
Sunday, 5 July 2015
Out In The Mulga
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