My Country, Our Country - Frank Michalek

• Frank Michalek
• Poetry
• 2010

The sudden breath of wind,
Across the dusty red plains,
From the highest mountain,
To the lowest valley
The orange horizon,
which borders our view,
The faint sighs,
And the mighty howls,
The burning sun,
The quivering moonlight,
Everything I am,
Everything we are,
Everything that is,
Is mine
Is ours,
Is Australian.