From the land down under and the planet red, A kaleidoscope of love, it is said. Born in heat, I capture rain, You’ll never find two quite the same.

Seasons change, so do i. Grip loosens as time goes by. My brothers and i, we start to fall. Side to side we sway. I drag the air against earths pull. Resisting the inevitable. Herded together we swallow children whole. But laughter is all you hear.

I am the ancient wages of the soldiers march, The white rot of iron and the crumbling of the arch, I am the tears of the earth left behind by the tide, Where the thirsty find death with water on every side.

Lurking beneath the lush, the land weaves its wonders, a blend of breath and bone, where whispers of witches watch roots roam.

Be it on traffic or on pines above, Be it a warning or a life to come, I can be bright orange or perfectly brown, Can you write my name down?