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The Moreton
Bay Fig Tree
Sophia Doufas
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Birds singing to each other,
Light pouring through the gaps in the branches,
Making patterned shadows on the dried up leaves
on the ground,
The tree itself; majestic, rooted, thick,
yet somehow, it’s gentle, warm, closed too,
bark peeling off its almond trunk,
and now and then, a leaf ends its time on its twig,
slowly, lightly, falling, drifting away,
and joining the dried up leaves on the soil,
The wind dances with the tree,
rustling it back and forth,
on the old Moreton Bay Fig tree
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