My favorite is the palm tree’s woven trunk
smoothly grooved beneath my hands
As if carefully planed by a divine carpenter
the rough bark nestles against my cheek
The sweet decay of coconuts counterpoints
dropping bounty without end
I too, seek to become a tree
and layer years upon me
RED GLADIOLA 
very profound. =)
Thank you! =)
WOW, this is great–I especially like the final 2 stanzas.
I’m really happy you liked it. Thanks for reading and taking the time to leave your comments. ❤
You’re most welcome.