Ayres Rock.

1952.                                                              

Nestling in a desert wasteland

is this monolith of fame,

perhaps a creature quietly sleeping,

omniscient, oh! so tame.

Knowing all but seeing nothing

as many others pass it by

while it dwells in concentration

underneath a pale blue sky.

Raw,coarse textures paint its surface,

colours vary, changing light.

Intense moods in many hues

deepen with approaching night.

Dark and brooding under starlight,

then with the coming dawn,

shifting shadows swiftly scamper

as new morning sun is born.

Rusty red and ochre orange

burst upon a new day’s page.

Pied Butcherbird trumpets, triumphantly

to announce another stage.

Silent,

ancient and archaic

where those rocky ranges rise

to a vista of extremes

underneath

hot azure skies.

©. Rimeriter. 2005.