By Ron Algood
In a world of darkness absent of all light,
Where a promise beholds the only sight
Life breathes deep within a mother’s womb,
Let water break and cleanse ye from this room
And there is a child
Behold the spirit in all its glory,
Amidst the pain, the wind and fury
A journey begins in a land of many,
Where hunger and thirst bear souls of plenty
And there are paths to be taken
Walk this way amongst the trees,
“Leave no stone unturned” the forest pleads
The footprints you once followed are all gone,
Like water from a desert song
And there are choices to be made
As you pray for Wahan and the courage to speak,
For the rains of Kakadu to cleanse thy feet
The tears of joy that you once shared,
Have found their home in souls elsewhere
And there is hopelessness