Pacahmama, you lusty babe!
I'll climb your busty hills
and descend into your caverns
and swim in your waters in waves
and be blown in your wind
and then
lie down in your lap, fire then embers
face to face
grace to grace
Let's be happy to live in this place!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
there's a similarly suggestive scene, if not more, on the side of Uluru.