Heart of the Mallee by Rachel Matheson Murphy


If reading and writing is all you desire,

The heart of the Mallee is all you require.



Where the trees grow tall,

And the sky is wide.



The ground quakes with hunger,

When the writers descend in lustre.



A piece of themselves,

Forever we’ll hold.



Into our hearts,

together to grow.

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