Standing tall and majestic,
gently swaying in the breeze.
Appendages bearing down,
as if they would break off any moment.
But, like the Rock of Gibraltar; they stayed,
the top fronds paying homage upwards,
the lower ones drooping.
“Why should this be so?” I pondered.
Behold, the fruitless ones were standing tall,
free of encumbrances.
But, the fruit bearers were bowed and bent,
with the many fruits they bore.
In their fruitfulness lay their ultimate sacrifice.
Unthinking, unappreciative humans,
readily use the useful fronds as materials for local brooms.
I wondered, what then was the gain of the useful and used fronds...
In its sacrificial giving and usefulness lay its true worth.
Hence, its gain in value.