Cream Palms

Cocoa and cream rock rise
above the mossy green streams
sheltering the virgin wildlife,
and fresh greenery from nature's wrath.

Overhead, a fresh wind blows clean,
silence reigns, sheltered by mountains.
Along these shores, new palms,
rise, growing, in the comforting haven.

Their tiny fronds, lime green
and chartreuse, seek and find life.
Renewal, reprieve, revitalization --
occur with every wind blow.

Blowing fresh clean air
purifying the palms
preparing them
for life.

(c) 2002 by Rosemary Winters Tracey


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