read or seen in the depth of mind blue and black and full of rind
pieces falling over themselves to prove their mine
jumping thumping in that dark clouds or just sitting in simple mounds
some left bereft of wisdom and grace
others given life by the fleshy roots
a tree, kurrajong above sitting in a grove
deep a creek runs smoothly over granite stones
drying yellow grass fields around
black seed pods scattered around the ground
a faint hearted smile from a girl sitting in this tree
singing softly words and thoughts about who she really is
a little altar is nearby, resplendent in dawning lights
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