Mid morning and here comes the sun
The Wala* goddess smiles on everyone
Enriching the bloody goodness in our veins
And saturating our skin when the sky rains
Is your blood the same colour as mine?
Does your skin drip-dry under the same sunshine?
Are your dreams moonbeam snippets of time?
Do you imagine the world to be a faerie’s pantomime?
And we the audience, laughing at their mystical rhymes
Together dancing and ringing the city’s peace chimes
*Wala: Aboriginal mythical sun goddess.
Ivor Steven (c) October 2020