P A L M S

I didn’t like it. I didn’t like it all, but after a while, a long while, I finally felt strong enough to stop fighting the silence


Still, I didn’t like it. I didn’t like it at all, but after a while, I finally felt strong enough to stop fighting my strength
Still, I didn’t like it. I didn’t like it at all, but after a while, I finally felt weak enough to cry
Still, I didn’t like it. I didn’t like it at all, but after a while, I finally allowed the tears to water the silence
Still, I didn’t like it. I didn’t like it at all, but after a while, I dug deeper and allowed the roots to spread
I was starting to like it, and after a while, much shorter this time, I’d gained muscle in the digging
Unsure of the changes, I used new strength to cry a river as the silent seedling became a handsome tree
Each day I floated in the water admiring the carvings I’d made in his trunk

You + Me Forever

You can find us beneath the clouds during the day or an explosion of stars at night
He is the only Palm that ever took my hand, and now we stand in the middle of our sweet swelling sea