After the rain

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Fields of diamonds,
glinting
yellow, white, blue.
Precious pearls
rolling down
angled chutes.

The Papa Tree
freshly suited
- no, not suited,
far too constrained -
freshly apparelled
vibrantly,
with rain-patched
darkened
elephant's skin.
Proud bearer
of candlabras
perfect
and creamy pink,
and honey scented,
oh, so sweetly,
beckoning,
inviting.

And Mama Tree
comely
and discreet.
And I nearly
missed
- how could I? -
those dangling
earrings
tucked
behind
the lobed leaves
- those so-soft,
so-new garments.

And the 
unfurling fronds
open
their
upside down
hands
time-lapsed.
No hurry.
Washed, cleaned,
welcoming.
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