The wind is fierce
Planted in the ground
among the swaying
my branches reach to sky
and racing clouds
and falling rain
With sisters
and brothers
dancing ecstasy and reverence
hair and leaf
fingers and branches
leaning back
and forward
side to side
circling round
erratic
in sync
The wet on my face
not rain
but tears
wild laughter
into the sky
Music raging on
~ demian