The Secret Holder
She stands tall and majestic,
Unfazed by the storms that shake her,
Or the hot sun that tries to burns thru her crown of green leaves.
Doesn't know how she got there but grew up against all odds with whatever nature provided.
Strong and silently,she bears witness to all that she sees.
The lone silent spectator !
Always ready to welcome a weary bird that comes from a
Land beyond.
She welcomes them all!
Big or small ,she offers them all solace .
They share their anguish and joy and their secrets.
She hears it all;
And guards it all fiercely!
Another ear will never get to hear what they shared.
The parrots sometimes deafen her but she loves their colors and energy.
To be free is one thing .
To be rooted deep is another..
She tends to her leaves with love.
Her joy comes from the free dance of her leaves as the breeze rustles.
A heavy storm makes her fearful but she holds on tight to all those who take refuge in her.
Each day is a new day filled with hope and expectation.
A new loft soul may wander in
As she makes space for them as they whisper their secrets to her.....
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