Cultivated seeds gone
feral, nothing more
cheerful than finding one,
our new neighbours did,
a tiny seedling outside
the fence-line, just
after they moved in,
oh well, let's see what
it is, you know, most
probably, a plant blown
in from the neighbours,
then, big leaves appeared,
a fig tree, should we pull it
out, and we all said "No!"
what is it about a fig tree,
a friendly street,
paradise reclaimed,
illegally, on the footpath,
a new beginning,
the new couple ensconced
in their new home,
so, the feral fig lived on,
one evening, fruit bats,
living on the river, descended
from starry summer skies,
big, shadowy creatures, a whole
new understanding of paradise lost
fig trees, magical! And the friendly bats, the complete picture!
ReplyDeleteYES! I like this idea of new begginings ... and to me fig trees are like Bodhi trees! enlightening people!
ReplyDeletethanks, the feral fig is still out there...!
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