As trees whisper an rustle their leaves
White caps are forming on washing seas
Eagles are soaring to unseen heights
Shallows are surfed on billowed kites

Snow capped mountains are made bleak
Ripples are created when you are weak
Spinefex rolling along barren waste
Father xmas's make their own haste

Clouds move as if been broken
Excited gusts muffle words spoken
Swirling dust from place to place
Slowing horses at their pace

Whistleing sounds gather around
Spiralling through streets they rebound
Skipping your way across waters face
Accepting destiny in earths place