listen to the strange beautiful tune, 
the pristine notes flowing from a hollow bamboo.

the tune...making it's way through the jungle,               
over the mountains, and across sand dunes.

casting a beautiful shadow like a raincloud,              
over these terrain without horizons.

the tune of nature.                                                              
it's rythm on a drum.

behold...the sons of the earth.                                      
their mud huts with folk graffiti.

happy womenfolk...ornaments of strange alloys.          
the hunters...their bows arched.                                     
the aboriginals...their tattoed bodies.

see their dance, beside an orange fire...a star studded sky.              
their feet on a beat, celebrating life; on the edge.

they are the blood,                                                             
flowing incessantly through the veins of the earth                 
like a sparkling river.

they are the life.                                                                            
a thousand rainbows of infinite colours merged in a vortex 
and splashed on the moons.

the song plays on...alive,                                                          
the song of life.