I hear leaves rustling in the sky,

then for a second, everything goes quiet.

Then I hear deer running around.

Then I hear cockatoos and kookaburras

laughing up in the trees.

Then I hear trees rustling high above.

Wait a second.

I hear leaves blowing around in the wind,

I see logs on the ground,

and those logs are covered in moss.

So many stories they have in them.