Australia

I am the bushland dawning in the stillness of the morning I am the sunlit plains and the mighty river's flow I'm the drought and I'm the flood I'm the earth and I'm the blood I'm the breezes ever blowing where the wild pandanas grow I'm the stockman and the drover and I've walked this land all over and I share forgotten secrets that the wild ones only know I'm the dust of outback trails I'm the wind that fills the sails I'm the city and the country and the first high mountain snow I'm the Murray River flowing and the cattle softly lowing I'm the kangaroo and emu and the sunset's orange glow I'm the Southern Cross at night the explorer's guiding light I'm the place that tells the traveller that it's better to go slow I am Banjo and I'm Lawson I am Kelly and I'm Mawson I am the Melbourne Cup and the Sydney Easter Show I am wild and still untamed and there's beauty in my name I am the land Australia where the lucky people go. From my PDF book "Bush Ballads and Bulldust"