Judith Wright - Flame-tree in a Quarry lyrics

From the broken bone of the hill stripped and left for dead, like a wrecked skull, leaps out this bush of blood. Out of the torn earth's mouth comes the old cry of praise. Still is the song made flesh though the singer dies – flesh of the world's delight, voice of the world's desire, I drink you with my sight and I am filled with fire. Out of the very wound springs up this scarlet breath – this fountain of hot joy, this living ghost of d**h.