Ode To The Delonix Regia Tree

Flame trees on the river bank under the bridge brown endlessly adore.

When heavy rains fall season shed their leaves, with their magnificent fracturing-the bright red flowers.

And when dry heat so ferocious abort the flowers, with their graceful lush back the leaves are green sheen.

Repeatedly I sing the song idol for his flamboyant tree, they transcend time and death with so tender and mighty.

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