Momentarily Glorious

…

I wonder at the promise

of a parched sandy landscape

and one tiny orchid leaf

waiting for rain

to unfurl sensuous silken blooms

…

the fleeting moments of a violet sky

calling corella flocks to roost

somewhere other than here

trailing sounds of raucous joy

from North to South

then silence until the sunrise calls them back

…

and tonight the sunset reflects

on a rough-barked old gum

dark cracks now golden

shadows orange

…

momentarily glorious

and only me to see