Element of Magic in the Aussie Outback

As the wind blows through the gum leaves,
The ants creep leaf to leaf through lower bushes,
Grandmother sun bears down making the ground 
Too hot to walk upon and yet late afternoon there’s near not a sound…

For even the birdlife retreats in the summer,
Seeking treetops cooler or some other water source,
As the heat of an outback summers day can be unbearable,
And ’tis abundantly worse before rain finds its course!

And yet there's an element of magic in the Aussie Outback,
One wont find similar to any place else,
Though hard to define ’tis nothing short of enchanting,
Guaranteed to make you question if you’re even standing!

For when the breeze wisps the bushland into an oceanic chorus,
And the red sand beneath ones feet ’tis hot as red coals,
The wildlife looks hugable though it’s often dangerous,
As one’s mind blunders things into different roles…

Plants are delicate in design and robust and sturdy,
Whilst the colourful birdlife fill the air with song,
If one’s to close their eyes and just feel and listen,
’Tis nothing short of magic imagining where each element may belong…