Sway.


I’m watching the pines sway with the wind. I think it’s the blowing that causes their branches to glide through the air … but I actually catch those trees moving on their own. Yes, those pines are enjoying themselves. They’re stretching their limbs, curling around the wind, allowing their skirts to billow. Trunks bending beautifully side to side in slow motion; pine needles flicking up and down, devil may care.

It’s as if those pines are stealing a moment of bliss, one camouflaged by Heaven’s breath. Most days, a mere mortal doesn’t notice tree energy coming from within.

Those pines, towering around me, tall enough to see the bigger picture of a world beyond, are revealing their little secret in plain sight. From my window, I cannot hear the wind’s whisper, but I’m listening to those pines giggling.

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