Warm rays shining down, Spread across my face with tranquility. A soft whisper of rustling leaves Frolicking wonderfully in my ears, The low murmur sending a splinter of serenity into my skull. Sparkling green blur, a home to the chirped singers, A delicate dance of nature stained paintings, Set atop a rough crackled trunk, Hiding its stories within layers of carbon, The warm brown cool to the touch. Its reach on the world stretching far and deep, Immovable by design, a sturdy and safe sanctuary for all those to reap. Meeting the green pillowy lush on the ground, The blades swaying in the breeze, Displaying the bokeh of the warmth and cool above, The ballet of shadows in the wind projected on the grass.