In the sea of refugees

Constituted

From many races,

I bow down before you

My sweet - sweet

Stepmother: Australia,

In Your wisdom -

Accepted

Nurtured, educated and

Raised me

To be an ambassador

Of reconciliation

Amongst the people,

When I approach you

On the bridge of dialogue -

Ignore the disguise,

Gaze into the blue pool

Of my eyes until

It reflects you -

Everything is reflection:

The stars

The Moon

The Sun

The Human,

Yesterdays -

Of the long-forgotten past

Man exchanged

His Divine

Possibilities

For the Apple

Of knowledge -

Matter

Endangered by

The Mind

Blocking

The Present -

To show

The illusion

Of Past or Future,

As the serpent coils

To bite its own tail

Man's soul errs,

Revolves – just revolves

Around its own axis,

Accumulated knowledge

Limited,

Light Awareness concerns

The big question:

What Is life?

The Life of Man -

Reflecting Its Society,

.

Over millenniums

Man

Programmed for

Malleability -

To be employed

As puppet

In the game of the few,

Moved on the string

Inflicting the madness

Of unspeakable

Cruelty

To one-another

And to his environment,

The life of Man

Without Inward Life

Of one's own:

The Nightmare of illusion!

A quiet mind

Wholly untouched

By thought

Dwells in Truth-

Key to the portals

Of higher reality;

Direct Contact

In-forms

How to live differently -

Protruding from Divine Possibilities -

I AM Australia and Australia - I AM.