In the light of invisible moon,
Standing at an edge of tropical ocean
In reflections of the silver light
Just as this water reflects the face
So as your face reflects the heart.

Many shimmering images dance
Reopening the door of latched strings
With each splashing and dashing wave hitting
A host,of golden daffodils,beside the lake
Beneath the trees,in the breeze fluttering
        
There stands a fine tree- lonesome
In the north on a barren height
In slumber,Ice and snowstorm
Wrap it in sheets of white.

It dreams about a palmtree
Far in the east, alone,
Staring, in sorrow and silence,
At a blazing wall of stone.

A single fir-tree, lonely,
On a northern mountain height,
Sleeps in a white blanket,
Draped in snow and ice.
His dreams are of a palm-tree,
Who, far in eastern lands,
Weeps, all alone and silent,
Among the burning sands.

Sitting underneath a palmtree.
Its shadows creating a piece of art on the gloomy obscure grey street tiles in front of me.
As the wind flows the portrait of leaves is flowing with it in harmony.
It is dancing to its favorite tune.
A tune especially made for this moment. A tune of mother nature at its purest. A tune I can listen to forever.

Like a palmtree
You have held on strong
Trusting not in chariots
But The Uncreated Creator
HE promised victory
So, hang on, it's in view
Because God said so

Sometimes the tide comes strong
With torrents so powerful
But the best of Sailors smiles
Because it's just another day at sea
Wrapped up in glory and splendour

Look backwards with gratitude
Forward as an incurable optimist
For today is a reminiscence
Indulge and be happy
For it heralds the day you were born
And the heavens rejoiced
See the world as your stage
For He alone deserves all the praise

You are not alone
It is for a reason you are here
As God's greatest creation
Imbued with possibility mentality
And when all is done and dusted
I'll be here like a Fan
Cheering you on and on
For in lifting one another,s we grow