Australia, land of golden sun,
Where oceans clash and rivers run,
A continent both wild and wide,
With desert heart and coastal pride.
From Uluru’s majestic rise
To where the Great Barrier Reef lies,
A land of stories, old and deep,
That whisper while the gum trees sleep.
The kookaburra laughs at dawn,
Kangaroos leap through fields of corn,
While platypus in rivers glide,
And wombats burrow deep and hide.
The Dreaming sings through rock and sand,
A sacred thread across the land,
Aboriginal voices strong—
A culture ancient, proud, and long.
Beaches stretch like endless gold,
Where surfers brave and dolphins roll,
While in the outback, red and bare,
The blazing heat just hangs in air.
Sydney shines with harbour light,
Melbourne hums through day and night,
Rainforests thick, and snowfields white—
Australia dazzles left and right.
Oh, southern land of blazing blue,
With heart so fierce and spirit true,
You hold a charm no words can bind—
A sunburnt soul, free and unconfined.
The Crazymad Writer Writes Again 