Weightlessly, and without effort

The sea holds me

the way

the sky does.

Weightlessly, without effort. Except that I

fall in the sky, but float

in the sea.

No, I don’t fall in

the sky; I slip through it and in-

to the nothing between

the two.

Only to not



in the sea,

but ease

downward instead,


and surer. Time

helps with the fall; weight –

lessness is prolonged in the sea.

The sky holds me

in it, spiting time.

No, it doesn’t

hold me; it drops me


into the sea. The sea

catches me! After –

wards, I cannot return

to the sky. The sea holds me

tight; no matter how

hard I grapple, I cannot free

myself of its



Waken! Thank

goodness I am still

trapped in the


between the two.

I am held here; the

sea and the sky hold me

in, weighted.


without effort.

We acknowledge the Ngunnawal and Ngambri people, who are the Traditional Custodians of the land on which Woroni, Woroni Radio and Woroni TV are created, edited, published, printed and distributed. We pay our respects to Elders past and present. We acknowledge that the name Woroni was taken from the Wadi Wadi Nation without permission, and we are striving to do better for future reconciliation.