I’ve been watching trees blowing in the wind:
branches gallantly waving, leaves dancing,
a rushing breeze buffets each bushy crown.
Inside, I cannot hear a single sound.
Sunlight highlights the wavering branches
spray painting the verdant chaos of greens
making a happy choreography
no music, no words, a deaf tranquility,
This jazzy ballet - so mesmerizing -
has been accompanying me all day
inside, thinking thoughts in disarray
outside, nature delightfully in affray.
A companion of sorts, this busy view
outside of harried leaves
inside my head it pleases me
to see them all waving happily.
S. Olivier
Menlo Park
June 19, 2023
Edited June 26, 2025
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