For Jane Fargher – and The Passion of One
Little old rundown Pub,
Facing the railway line –
You bought it with your partner,
Thought you’d make a few changes –
No power – miles
And miles from nowhere,
But in your backyard –
The beautiful Flinders Ranges!
Cooked up “Feral Grazing”,
Camel, emu and kangaroo,
Buried your guests
In the cool, cool earth,
Clever air convection,
More sun, less diesel,
And of course –
That stunning backyard view!
I came back with my Love,
To be your guests again.
To recharge flattened batteries.
I stand outside your bar,
Under the Southern Cross –
Next to your welcoming, little fire
Warming glass in hand,
Waiting for the sound and sight…
Of the longest train
In the world – to come
Thundering through the night,
And with others who come
From all around the world…
To taste your “Feral Fare”,
Who take away
Your backyard view –
Beautiful, ancient Ranges,
Less fossil,
More clean air!
We left sadly
At the end of our stay.
But with batteries
Fully recharged.
And a lesson learned
About the Passion of One.
One beautiful woman –
Carrying more Power
And Light
Than the longest train
In the world,
Hurtling past,
Beneath the Southern Cross,
With one whole
Day’s worth of greenhouse –
Then disappearing off,
Leaving you,
And your little Pub…
A tiny beacon of brightness,
In the desert
Of our night.
Tim Barritt. 18.8.07.
Earth Angel 181