Come see the sunset from the Ghan

Sunset from the Ghan
offers much for you to see
the hordes of Eucalyptus dancing
merrily
a golden halo sinks to the horizon
and lets fly
the expanse of darkness, we know
as the night sky
closing in, preparing to
pull its blinds down tight
for hours the bush will disappear
until the morning light

will it really disappear?
what happens when it does
The Ghan continues onwards
with its real eternal buzz
The gold and platignum
travellers will bed down and
dream
of a world outside
the rail tracks
closer than it would seem

And Kangaroo class travellers
sat up in their seats
will hear the clatter of
wheels on rails
and hear their own heart beats
For inside with the shutterss down
where Ghan’s the only sound
a dozen or so sleepy heads
and a rocking train just drowned
any other sounds
the night may bring to bear on you
Yes perhaps a clap of thunder
or an angry kangaroo