I wonder if
sleeping gum nuts
ever dream of
the height from which they have fallen
or the sturdy eucalypt
they are to become
or the fire they must endure
in the becoming.
sleeping gum nuts
ever dream of
the height from which they have fallen
or the sturdy eucalypt
they are to become
or the fire they must endure
in the becoming.
© Sr. Sandra CSBC
7th July 2015
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