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The wind in the trees

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From behind the double-glazed glass

I see their branches softly sway

To the rhythm of a symphony I cannot hear.

 

The wind plays his pipes,

Perched on my rooftop tonight,

And the trees are dancing.

 

Softly I open the window;

My chimes and dream catchers

Join the revel outside.

 

And the piper in grey and blue

Sits on my windowsill

And smiles.