I watched the palm trees dance in the cool gentle breeze.
I am captured by the beauty of the ballet.
The sun flickering across their fronds invites the shadows to join in the dance.
Their sway brings my soul to rest and I am at peace.
They have no cares. Their purpose is only to dance.
One of our greatest desires as human beings is to live with purpose. Unlike the palm trees, we frantically strive, searching and searching for answers.
Yet, the palm tree waits, moving only as the spirit of the breeze dictates.
Bearing fruit in their stillness they embrace the sweetness of their destiny.
Rest. Embrace the sweetness of your destiny.
Carol Marchant Gibbs
Stories Changing Lives