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Mutiny In Trees

The water has receded And I can see everything in the bottom of the stream Big pebbles of assorted colors covering each other frogs scampering about and big fish meddling around I stared in the silent water watching rubble floating on top giant rocks planted in the sand unaware of what is at hand And openly denying that they didn't know each other I walked across the buried rock to view the pebbles from all angles With heightened curiosity and reflective ingenuity I dip my foot into the water but it was as cold as ice and something strange was bubbling up inside The sun shines vigorously through the tall trees penetrating the water in the deep I could see the color of everything the shape the depth and the size The wind came to a stand still And mad birds murmuring precariously from within They start a mutiny in the trees Flying furiously in the air waiting for the storm as it draws near I crossed the stream and sat on a wooden bench Contemplating numerous events The mysteries of nature birds talking to each other And everyone screaming and shouting at one another I could not understand the birds language but I could sense their troubled emotions Whistling screeching squealing shirking crying hooting tweeting sounds without description arouse in the tree Different rhythm unfamiliar tune Making everyone confused Mozart in all his glory couldn't have created a better symphony Even among the tallest tree nature is wailing in misery I cannot fathom it all unparalleled music resonating in my head and the trees standing upright scrutinizing this terrible plight The leaves are not moving And the bushes can feel the strangeness the birds are whimpering forcing nature to set an important meeting Everyone gathers in Eleanor's park waiting anxiously for the meeting to start The wood pecker hammering the wood and the sweet John Che-wit standing on the shaky branch watching the cardinal reading the agenda The cold and dry winter has returned Hot spring sweltering in summer Every thing is green again and the trees waits patiently to dance again The bird started a sudden commotion and the meeting ended in a raucous demotion Winter hits back with a monumental explosion.

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