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.