Summer wind taste like winter frost
Miles away from shore
Still the waves could be heard
As the wind gush through trees
Dancing they begin with the chirping of wild birds sing
Every gush sounded like the end of the waves
That hits the shore
continuing it's rolling action to land
dancing trees and dancing leaves in sunset
looks like suffers on the horizon carried by waves on the ocean
Proudly kept their balance with confidence and become as one with all the elements.
