Palm Leaves

I see you move with the wind.

So graceful and willful.

 

You dance and sway one moment,

then relax another.

 

I see your beauty, your strength.

I feel you, learn and sway with you.

 

Palm leaves, I mimic you.

Floating freely and standing tall.

And when tired, I watch you let go.

Drop to the firm ground,

but you continue alluring.

 

Your grace is endless,

and there you go again swaying away.

 

Palm leaves you now see me too.

Mighty, a dancer and free just like you.


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Tanya
a year ago

Lovely, lite & powerful at the same time.