PALM TREE
In fact you can resist the wind.
You exist in lands of hurricanes.
You rise to block the sun.
An arrow thrust into the sand.
Fronds like
Aztec jade.
But where do your roots belong?
Clinging to the foundations
Of the Earth.
Travelling through
those grains of power.
I know you can resist the hurricane
because you too
become the storm.
(Valencia, Spain, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 18 JUN 2026)
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JaZzArt en València 
Strong symbolism in the poem.
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Thank you Pat.
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Very welcome, Francisco.
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Gracias! Saludos
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Wonderfully written … Even the strongest storm cannot uproot what is deeply grounded.
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So true Willie! Thank you!
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What a lovely poem! So rich in symbolism and such a unique subject too. Lovely work!
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So glad you liked it Lina, thank you!
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Thank you so much Lina, I am so glad you liked it.
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