Magnificent trees standing still in the cool breeze

The soft newborn leaves; as smooth as fresh paint on white walls.

Crooked branches filled with snow-white birds

Darting across the hands of the old tree

 

Oh, emerald tree filled with life

While dancing to the melodious songs of the wind…

The whispering of the tree leads us towards the right path

 

The song of the birds 

As beautiful as the sparkling Aurora Lights

While grey skies float above the leafy green treetops

As if wanting to weep…

Sweet bitter wind

Surrounding me

Coolness washing over me