I wept for lack of wonders and the inability to preserve wonderful things. After many years of mental fascination, I went back with my professional camera for a more perfect view of this wonder; but found the about-to-fruit mystical palm tree felled! I picked few shots with my phone again, and left sorrowful away. That tree or seed that defied all odds to sprout on a stump, inspired this poetry.
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