Bleached earth, white as bone,
salt crust cracking underfoot,
beauty in the barren vastness,
a silent song of solitude.
From A Poem A Day: Australasia & the Pacific


Bleached earth, white as bone,
salt crust cracking underfoot,
beauty in the barren vastness,
a silent song of solitude.
From A Poem A Day: Australasia & the Pacific

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