~holding the morning light~

there was no chance of sleeping in
i woke to a red glow around my window blind
wow
thats beautiful...
thats odd?
i sit up and peep out

my backyard coated in morning red
like a blush in the mist

i breath in
no smoke
it reminds me of the fire storms
and i think it is smoke
but i don't smell smoke

i go to the loo
and my bathroom is awash in the red glow

it feels so surreal
am i dreaming?
is this a movie?

every colour is a shade of red
as if i never noticed before
as if it was always that way

i keep the lights out
felt artificial to see the florescent chase the red away

i open every blind

i wake up my oldest
'you have to see this!'
'hmmmh wot?'

she is up faster then a performance day
when she notices the red glow out her window

we stand out side
back yard
frontyard

the red is every where

then i notice and taste the dust

'its a dust storm'
 
we could tell the sun was rising only by the colour in this dust
the red got lighter and lighter
the colours go brighter and brighter

greens
purples
yellows
reds

colours glowed their morning glow
holding the morning light

walked my youngest to school
the wind sang us a song

heylar marhala heylar marhala heylar marheylar hey lar
heylar marhala heylar marhala heylar marheylar hey lar

wooshi marheyla
wooshi marheyla
wooshi marhey lar hey lar

wooshi marheyla
wooshi marheyla
wooshi marhey lar hey lar

heylar marhala heylar marhala heylar marheylar hey lar
heylar marhala heylar marhala heylar marheylar hey lar

walked to the train station and i saw the sun
it hung in the sky like a globe in a lamp

my oldest called it a 'white eclipes'

the dust would pass over it like a clouded moon night
and sometimes it would disappear

the train was covered in red dust
the cars in the street where covered in red dust

the heart of Australia
our red center
lifted drifted lightly sifted
into our skin and lungs

heart to heart

a peace of desert in every breath

a magic morning
that lasted until lunch