Fronds and Birds

Palm fronds waving in the night
Reminding me of birds in flight.
The fronds are like bird's wings
Flapping in the breeze.

Set against a backdrop of twinkling lights
In the night
Their frenzied flapping is a whimsical delight.
Just as the capricious flight of birds of delight.

But, birds are free to roam the sky,
While palm fronds are fixed on the earth.
One so free --- one so chained.

A comparison of the two, is only an illusion.
Like things that go bump in the night.

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