Sometimes, when I can

I sit near the trees

I sit there and listen

To the gentle breeze

 

The whistling sound

Of needles of pine in the wind

Relaxes my mind

And leaves me with a grin

 

The stillness of the moment

Allows me a moment of rest

I feel in these moments

My brain is at its best

 

In these moments

I am free from myself

I should find these moments more

For they are good for my health

 

So if I can offer you

A way to eat time

Go out and listen

To the song of the wind through the pine