Rustling

Rustling, rustling, rustling, 
All the crumbling bushes near me, 
As the northern winds blow, 
All the trees, 
Go rustle, rustle, rustle, 
Soothing the aching bones of my body. 
It seems the whole world seems to rustle, rustle, rustle.
Gently tugging and pushing the world around. 
I can see my friends and me rustle, rustle, rustle. 
Shifting my branches, and ruffling my hair. 
Rustling, rustling, rustling.