Under our coconut tree

I will not run
Nor will I shrink…
I stand
Straight and tall
An oak
Out to sea
Never to sink
Floating
With a destination,
A beach….

Simply to be
Me

Meet me there

Where the sky meets the sea

Under the coconut tree ~

Drifting in the wind

Floating into the sun

Her life had just begun

Centuries ago

Now

She
Floats
Endlessly
On an open sea
Knowing
Her destiny ~

To be an oak

Strong and sure

Marked year after year
So many rings
Counting her down

She floated free

Free from sin

Her rosary

Centered

Focused

On above

Drifting

In the wind

Or floating

At sea

Eventually

We come together

Meet me there ~

Under our coconut tree

Don’t be afraid

Know

Here is where

Life burns

Yet

Within these

Hardened shells

Lies pure living truth

There

In the sand

We will make our stand

When we meet…

Under our coconut tree

We will rest

You & me

Once we

Meet

Under our coconut tree

Mercy, Mercy me

Of what do you speak?

Dreams of what will come

She sighed…

Promised

From heaven above

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