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Put My Boots On Little Feet

25 Nov


Put my boots

On little feet

Walk with me

My little mate

Look through eyes

Of innocence

And see what I can see

See the birds up in the sky

See the landscape opening wide

Feel the breath

Of morns early kiss

Upon your cheeks

Walk with me

Through gully’s deep

See the ferns

In Gods own garden

Feel the morns dew

On your lips

Smell dawns rise

And watch nature unfold

In a panorama of sunrise

This is the land

Of your birth

This is our land

This is our earth

Walk forward little boots

Walk forward little mate

The world is open

And belongs to you

From your lands

You were born

And on your lands

You will leave your name

Walk with me little boots

And see through ancient eyes

We are old

Yet we are young

Hold onto your innocence

And grow into the spirit

Of our land

Walk with me little mate

Walk with me little boots

Beneath our southern cross

Hear the Currawong

The Kookaburra

With her laugh

And never fear

The mournful plaintiff cry

Of the lonely dingo

Sleep upon the red earth soil

Beneath a clear dark sky

Illuminated by Gods light

Our one and only

Southern Cross

Sleep upon your lands

From whence you came

For she is your mother

Your birthright to proclaim

This is a story based on an elderly Aboriginal elder who sits side by side with his grandson and is sharing dreamtime stories around a camp fire one night beneath the chandelier of stars as he recalls and passes on memories wrapped in the ancient blanket of the dream time peoples

 

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7 Comments

Posted by on November 25, 2010 in Uncategorized

 

7 responses to “Put My Boots On Little Feet

  1. The Emu

    March 28, 2015 at 1:13 pm

    Reblogged this on Welcome To Aussie Emus World.

     
  2. WordsFallFromMyEyes

    May 25, 2013 at 9:27 am

    For she is your mother, your birthright to proclaim… A wonderful, honourable poem, Ian.

     
    • The Emu

      May 26, 2013 at 11:06 am

      Thanks for that great comment Noeleen, was written following my time when I was married to a stolen generation girl and after a visit to Oodnadatta a few years back.
      Wishing you a beaut week ahead girl.
      Cheers
      Emu

       
  3. prenin

    November 25, 2010 at 7:13 pm

    Beautiful words as always Ian.

    Hope your family appreciates the person you are as much as we do!

    God Bless!

    Prenin.

     
  4. suemacarthur

    November 25, 2010 at 12:27 pm

    Hi Ianit good and Emu
    Good to see you here and to read your words
    I love this one, it say so much about our country and it is told the way only a man of the land could tell it
    Take care my friend,
    Sue

     
  5. Beth Marie

    November 25, 2010 at 12:26 pm

    This is VERY nice!

     
  6. Sue Dreamwalker

    November 25, 2010 at 11:58 am

    Beautifully Written Emu, telling the tale of all our birthrights as we tread upon our Mothers Earth.. May the Wisdom Keepers forever hold those who walk in little boots close to their hearts teaching them the ways of the Light upon her lands.. as they touch them with their ancient ways of wisdom. And may all innocents forever be protected upon our shores..

     

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