One of several figures created by William Ricketts.
(William Ricketts also has a spiritual sanctuary in the Dandenongs, north east of Melbourne.)
They appear embedded in a wall at Seawinds - beautiful parkland gardens atop Arthurs Seat mountain on the Mornington Peninsula overlooking Port Phillip Bay.
who am I?
I am the eyes of the land
as it was
and should be
my Dreaming was
the bushland and desert sands
I was just a pilgrim
in my Dreaming
I found my running water
my earth place
my star place
my place to touch old wisdoms
my Mother's gifts to my thirsty soul
in my Dreaming
I created my rhythms
I created my songlines
in my Dreaming
my kookaburra found me
he gave me the healing of laughter
the healing of energies
he became my sign of intimate hope
he became
we became
my spirit
my knowing
my understanding
my music
in my Dreaming
I create my rhythms
I create my songlines
and now
my Dreaming is your Dreaming
I am your eyes of the land
as it was
and should be
the bushland and desert sands are our timeless visions
we are just pilgrims
NOTES
Meaning of the Dreaming to Aboriginal people
Meaning of the kookaburra as a guide
Linking to:
dVerse ~ Modern Day Mythology
15 comments:
ah gemma this is delightful...enjoy the spiritual aspects of it...in my dreaming i create...lyrics, songlines...we are just pilgrims that is for sure...smiles.
Love the message of intertwining our spirits with the land ~ Indeed we are just pilgrims ~ Happy Easter to you ~
Wonderfully spiritual, and I appreciated your links (helped me check my interpretation).
in our dreams, we are as it should be
Cinderella Limerick
Gemma--love the rhythms and images in this, the beautiful language. Songlines....wow. So good.
This is so cool to read as someone not from that part of the world. Really enjoyed. k.
This is magnificent and speaks to me in a very deep way. I love "in my Dreaming" and, especially "we are just pilgrims". Fantastic writing, Gemma!
This is awesome and I love the ending. A very powerful statement in that final line.
this has a very dreamy and relaxed feel....we're just pilgrims..true that and loved the creating of rhythms and songlines and how they melt and become part of something bigger
...i love the spritual connection & elemental call in this... your poem occupied a space in my heart... enjoyed your fascinating write... thanks... happy easter...smiles...
A very Australian Aboriginal take, Gemma. Thanks for taking me to a culture and country I know little about and opening my eyes to something of its richness and wonder.
This is beautiful!
You capture the essence of spiritual sanctuary.
A poignant song. As they say, Indian genes got mixed with that of Australian aboriginals more than 4,000 years ago ...very evry enjoyable read indeed :)
Like the mythology feel to this one.....and that 'my Dreaming is your Dreaming' can have so many meanings in so many different contexts.
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