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

Sunset reflecting off tree