There is no wind blowing
The tree stands green, serene.
It enjoys the bird's singing
And wonders: 'What does it mean? '
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touching with great imagery its leaves dances onto the sea
Superb write on nature and birds, a fascinating preoccupation indeed.
so touched, and the imagery so beautiful love this one beautiful poem
Mother nature is flourish by trees and singing birds....pleasurable to read!