I lay all night on the homeless plain,
To the skies I prayed in bed
For life’s wild romance, but prayed in vain,
As the stars crept overhead.
But often in the lone bush night
Bright eyes came, leaned o’er me,
Then glimmering in the pale moonlight
Ran back into the sea.
And in those waters o’er and o’er
I’ve dived in vain, then cried