In winter’s heart,
We were mighty,
Strong, gloveless and shivering.
Ignoring the cold,
Winds were but a joke.
We were men,
proud, tall and strong.
Our boots were tough,
the white carpet below,
bowed to our feet.
We frowned in silence,
none spoke but the wind.
Our chests up high,
snow crowned our heads.
No weapons we had,
our eyes were our swords.
Our steamy breaths, a dragon’s mist.
The air like water,
Froze with tension.
And out of nowhere, from winter’s heart
A voice shouted, an innocent voice;
“Snowball fight!”
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.