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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Teddy.15 (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Love your images in this poem. The metaphor is also splendid and I can feel its roots moving through the top soil of my thoughts. Loved it Teddy
Indeed a great reflection and splendid metaphor dearest Teddy…I can see many of us, including my emotions on the roots of tree….simply superb
Thank you so much dear spills. 🌹
Brilliant work, sweet Teddy.
🤣 thank you dear Poet. 🌹
Thoughtful words Teddy, we all have our ways of finding the way in life.
Andy
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