Jupurrurla and the Forty Shadows

How can we, like Jupurrurla, use our resourcefulness and generosity to share the abundance we discover, ensuring it strengthens our communities and honors our connection to our environment?

Below is an expanded and vivid retelling of Jupurrurla and the Forty Shadows, reimagining Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves as a Warlpiri Dreamtime story set in the Tanami Desert. This version enriches the sensory landscape, deepens Warlpiri cultural elements, and aligns with the structure of Ali Baba while incorporating echoes of The Story of the Three Bears (e.g., an intruder entering a forbidden space, consequences of greed, and a moral resolution). The narrative emphasizes Warlpiri values of kinship, respect for the land, and wisdom over greed, creating a story that resonates with both the original tale and the desert’s spiritual heartbeat.

From Bambi of the Jukurrpa

Lyrics (Based on the Warlpiri Story):

(Verse 1)
In the Tanami’s blaze, where the spinifex glows,
Jupurrurla roamed where the dry wind blows.
By a gorge’s deep shade, where the starlight did gleam,
He found shadows’ treasure, like a shimmering dream.

(Chorus)
Oh, Jupurrurla, bold with the desert’s own heart,
Faced the forty shadows where the Ancestors part.
With a wit sharp and true, he brought riches to share,
Lit the camp with the gifts of the Tanami’s prayer.

(Verse 2)
“Open, desert heart!” sang the spirits’ dark band,
The cave’s ochre and seeds shone like stars in his hand.
He took just enough, for his kin’s humble need,
But Jungarrayi’s greed sowed a perilous seed.

(Chorus)
Oh, Jupurrurla, bold with the desert’s own heart,
Faced the forty shadows where the Ancestors part.
With a wit sharp and true, he brought riches to share,
Lit the camp with the gifts of the Tanami’s prayer.

(Verse 3)
Trapped by shadows’ wrath, Jungarrayi did call,
Jupurrurla danced, with a corroboree’s thrall.
The Emu’s wise tracks led the spirits astray,
Freed his kin, brought the treasure to light the new day.

(Chorus)
Oh, Jupurrurla, bold with the desert’s own heart,
Faced the forty shadows where the Ancestors part.
With a wit sharp and true, he brought riches to share,
Lit the camp with the gifts of the Tanami’s prayer.

(Bridge)
The shadows gave all, for his heart was sincere,
Shared the land’s sacred wealth where the starlight is clear.
Jupurrurla taught, by the fire’s warm embrace,
Generosity binds us to the desert’s true grace.

(Chorus)
Oh, Jupurrurla, bold with the desert’s own heart,
Faced the forty shadows where the Ancestors part.
With a wit sharp and true, he brought riches to share,
Lit the camp with the gifts of the Tanami’s prayer.

(Outro)
Sing by the fire, where the desert stars soar,
Of Jupurrurla’s wit and the truths that he bore.
For a heart that gives freely, with the land as its guide,
Weaves the Dreamtime’s own light where the Ancestors reside.

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