JD38: Palm Trees

Bordered the streets, 
Making sights. 
Standing tall to reach, 
Against a background of white clouds and blue sky. 

Not all of them have coconuts but all coconuts come from it. 
Sweet juice from the youngs, 
Snow-white skin inside it. 

Our Faith are as Palm Trees, 
Requires to grow, 
Meant to flourish. 

If only we allow ourselves to give the pure spiritual juice, 
Tenderly encouraging others just as we needed it for ourselves, 
We shall then transform ourselves into parts of eternal Love.