This is a place of significance
None of us came here by chance.
What ancestral being passed this way?
What happened here on a Dreamtime day?
Did the spring explode from the Earth,
Gushing upwards for all its worth?
Was that the reason for ceremony?
For I know about a corroboree.
This is a place of significance
None of us came here by chance.
We followed the dusty Bourke and Hall Road
Across the causeway our tyre treads showed.
What song line played its way through here?
What Dreaming ancestor did appear?
Was it a snake whose mark we see?
Is that why there was a corroboree?
This is a place of significance
None of us came here by chance.
Have our tyre tracks caused you pain,
Opened up old wounds again?
Entrusted to treat this place with care
Our photos captured the beauty there
The faded lines beside the spring
A sharpening groove so the axe would ring.
This is a place of significance
None of us came here by chance.
Here the life force can be found
In the water’s constant sound.
© Jim Low
