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.
