That eye wall is coming through, but its pretty moderate here. The only thing I can really see is tree limbs and some palm fronds in the road.
That eye wall is coming through, but its pretty moderate here. The only thing I can really see is tree limbs and some palm fronds in the road.
Who loves a garden Finds within his soul Life's whole He hears the anthem of the soil While ingrates toil And sees beyond his little sphere The waving fronds of heaven, clear.
Yellow melon flowers Crawl beneath the withered peach-trees A date-palm throws its heavy fronds of steel Against the scoured metallic sky.
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