More than What You See

It’s more than a tree, isn’t it?
The bark, the trunk, the branches
Are not just selected by our hand
But from a memory one may
not even understand at first

The trunk and the bark reach are
Far beyond just protecting the tree
A coolamon emerges from cultural
Practices thousands of years old
Carrying bush tomatoes to survive

A goanna lays awaiting inside a branch
To be carved into existence making
Stories of a staunch people’s visible
First Nations people’s connecting to
land they are not strangers or visitors

When we see an echidna, it is so special
Evoking yarns about culture and family
The spirit of our ancestors stands firmly
we are reminded and that our culture
vessel is not hollow it is where echidna lives

The colours of desert red hot beautiful
female culture narrative so culturally rich
old stories through lizard and bush tomato
onto soft floating fabrics of a society far away
But it is female story making this object belong

It’s more than a tree, isn’t it?
When one can experiment with design
To create chairs created from wood
To sit and drink tea and coffee from
Teapots not found out on the campfire