Here she is… painting Palmeraie

In the Palmeraie, quiet wide and green
palms sway in the air

Dates in the sun hanging from branches heavy and sweet.

From childhood on a love stayed true

for palms that lean toward skies so blue
for desert roads where heat runs high
then suddenly softens as you pass by.

An oasis appears where the desert ends

a ribbon of river that bends and bends
green along water life returning near
a sudden miracle becoming clear…

xTiny