Evening comes slowly at the center of a continent
Off a road that runs just this side of forever
Where in watching the hues of a rust-colored rainbow
One can glimpse the ever-changing nature of permanence
From afar, no hint of meaning

For what place is this, Uluru
Stone monolith rising up like the swollen belly of a recumbent mother earth
Holy Aboriginal altar
Where the sacred rites of the ancients carried out at its base
Keep company with the daily parades of touring climbers
Who scale the heights of the hub
To see the edge of the horizon come full circle
In a way seldom viewed by those below