MOTHER EARTH
I belong to this land, it runs through my veins, it’s the earth in my bones, it’s the dry dusty plains
It’s the whispering wind, as she blows through the sand, it’s the sparkling salt water, that trickles through my hands
It’s the feeling I get, when I return to my place, it’s deep down inside me, it’s my Mother Earth space
I belong to this Country, I’ve walked in her dust, I have weathered her storms, I have learned from her past
It is respect for my Mother, it meanders through my mind, it clings to my spirit, to my soul it does bind
It’s that feeling I get, when I walk in this place, it’s deep down inside me, it’s my Mother Earth space
Nola Gregory (Gija/Bard woman and poet)
Western Australia
