Trees

Trees above me tremble with excitement,

seeing things that I will never see.

Leaves rustle, playing music in my head,

reminding me of songs that stick in my brain.

Feel free in the forest canopy. Fly

like a bird enjoying views of trees.

Run through vines and hide between branches.

Anything is possible when imagination runs wild.

Watch as branches wave like giant hands,

welcoming everyone, even ants.

Roots deep underground, mingling with soil.

Worms wriggling as trees flourish.

Leaves of trees are like little cameras,

flashing and rustling before my eyes.

Spring blossoms bloom secretly,

feeling like soft pillows I brush tenderly.

Leaves watch us like hawks.

No one knows what they have in thought.

Their dreams inspire as we leave.

I wish I could stay forever with this endless view of trees.