#864 - Wonga walk

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Wonga walk

near Dorrigo

 

a tanglement

pause in the picture

 

make magic of the mist

 

how tower

and such heights

so fall

 

hear rain high

can hardly reach

consider the years to this

how civilizations plunder

 

a bird before

tells me the track

as if undersea

 

a lean of things

mere ants’ traipse

midst of damp

 

come leech, consider

make me tree

and climb

 

moss, slip, drip

the high vines reach  

 

gnarly and bulbous

self sculpting

 

some second hand sun glow

way way down

 

a frog foretelling too

 

baby brown snake

all smile reminds me

one also has to look down

 

it’s here how the mighty have fallen

and will

so all may rise again

 

everyone gives their life

 

the sky is coming

the sky has been

the sky is with us here