A giant eucalypt crashed to the
ground with an agonised groan.
The earth around it shook, then
settled. As I stood in awe of this
magnificent death, it seemed to
me like a metaphor for life itself.
Love the words 'magnificent death' - powerful poignant penning from the master. love, Allie xxxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
and many of the eucalypt trees have had tragic deaths since you wrote this poem. Never mind, life renews given time. It wouldn't be Australia without the koala bears and the eucalpt for me. Great poem Jerry. Karin Anderson