Traces
A dream-clouded figure treads
the land across the waters where
lumps of our clay were dug
from beneath the green-capped sod
ancestors left in hunger.
While I muse in the shade of a eucalypt
a distant stone built voice
murmurs I should understand
while not born through her
often I see through her eyes
value unknowing with her mind
speak in the tones of her voice.
Paul Williamson
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