Blogger Friends, I lay no claim to being a poet. These are simply wise words I heard the palms whisper to me. —Lake Worth, FL – 2.15.15
Wisdom of the Palm Tree
Graceful palms, you speak to me today
Beneath warm sunshine
And a gentle breeze that
Causes you to gently sway.
You willingly bend wherever
The breeze takes you and
With whatever comes your way
Just like a willow.
When hurricanes come, I watch
You bow beneath the whipping winds that
Nearly break you at times, yet you remain
Always graceful despite the frantically snapping air.
You have no inner voice that rants,
“Why me? This is not fair!”
You bow and bend with whatever life brings,
Freely sharing your wisdom: what is, is.