A gentle glow is dawning
though it’s not yet morning.
A gentleness flows through the land,
pain goes away; Time’s drifting sand.
A wave of pleasure bathes my Soul;
a soothing balm makes me more whole.
All things are here, all things of old
today though they are paved with gold.
The Spirit’s here, I feel it strong;
I sit now just where l belong.
The world and I are all the same;
always wild but always tame.
Today I walk a special way,
a path where Aya says “G’day”.