From raindrops to the sea

The profound peace of experiencing bushland during rainfall is evoked in this poem by volunteer Jim Teys.


Photographer: Australian Museum © Australian Museum

From raindrops to the sea

Through the bush the raindrops fell,
on spider webs they glistened,
stirring arid streams to life
with no human ear to listen.

The countless tiny rivulets
contribute to the torrent.
Through the dim-lit canyon walls
comes the surging current.

‘Neath guardians of granite,
where man has never been,
for many ages passing,
no witness to the scene.

Flotsam churning in the swill,
brown water running free,
moving on its journey
from raindrops to the sea.

Jim Teys, Volunteer

Brendan Atkins , Publications Coordinator
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