Acacia Gordonii

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your blooms like snowflakes wrapped in fairy floss, spotted on branchlets

your seed pods like eyebrows the colour of charcoal

Seed dispersal: fire triggers, gravity delivers, awaiting the rainfall

in your sandy sandstone understorey, you try to spread your species

flicker fairy lights, endangered Gordon Wattle

may your deep bright aura awaken us to your plight and survival

Dot, dot, dot, dash, dash, dash, dot, dot, dot.