this by Smith

“this” by Smith

High Wind Whether

The trees they are dancing
Wind playing the tune
In sky tall prancing
Beneath a full moon
Clouds chant the chorus
Direction and sound
In song sung just for us
We being earth bound
Our feet stuck to dirt
Our hearts leap for air
With happiness we flirt
And shirk our despair
Yes the trees they are dancing
Leaping for the moon
My soul sky chancing
Laughing in loon

~ Steven B. Smith