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Secrets of the Great Fig

Secrets of the Great Fig

Standing underneath 
admiring these magnificent succulent green leaves
admiring its big juicy fat figs dangling 
I wonder, I wonder 
the joys of taste?
then I look down at my feet
the ground uneven and uncomfortable to stand on
you see its roots are restless
uncomfortably placed 
 
and so, I imagine… 
 
they are trying to find the sunshine
from under the soil and ground?
some are fighting to lift the concrete 
others just seem quietly sound
and as I reflect
on its similarities to us humans
even the magnificent roots of a great tree
are quite happy lying in the dark
whilst some simply need to find the light.

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sparrowsong

Hello Shirley...

Nature is a great Teacher...

Not everyone wants the Truth...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

 

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Rory McGinlay

Multifaceted, somethings of ourselves are not meant to be seen by the light 

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Shirley Harrison

There is a soul in every tree just as there is in a human. 🌹 

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Shirley Harrison

Maybe well spotted, actually inspired by Plath today. 🌹 

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