Watching the evergreens counter
Bowing to audible winds
Their branches graceful and strong
Puts one in a rhythmic trance
Moving this way and that
One ripple breeze sounding then hazing the next standing tall
Reminds me of the stadium fan wave
If these trees could only cheer
I would die to hear this wooded song
Born flexible
Now a hit then back to neutral
Regal, centered
Until the next fall ~