Can you hear the whispers Of the trees that stand so tall, Listern very carefully You hear each tree top call. Their branches wave a rhythm The leaves beguin to blow Graceful & elegant their age will never show. standing within the remote forest we hardly ever go.
Can you hear the humming each palm crown calls in sway Their compound of evergreen frond breezely they spray. Listern to their sound I'm happy here they say Soft whistles through the palm leaves This breezy sunny haze. Standing here in eyes view from the soft sinkingly sandy bay.
It's trunk so structured, woody, rough at the hand to touch Its aesthetic leaves outpour over me but never shade too much. The trunk stoops slightly left at the top as if to reach out to the shore Coconuts sometimes hang mid balance & other times drop to the floor.
Kick back relax on my vacation take a pew Stare at the essence of the horizon Captivate the beauty surroundings there's clearly quite a few. Hear the expanse waves come closer then ever before motions of surfing purity from a white water bubble tidal bore. This is harmony this is bliss at its finest Euphoria this is.