Once upon a breeze, where silence hums,
Trees gather secrets in their leafy tongues.
Do you hear? Do you care?
Children of the stars play peekaboo under
The knobbly roots of great leafy giants.
Eyes blink at never-seen things beneath bark.
Shadows dance—not yours, murmur echoes like.
Tree songs hum low, a soothing blanket waltz,
Whisper some answers painted in tree secrets.