Trees 72

The trees rustle as they're swaying.
But then the windy weather ceases during this night.
The trees are still now- not moving.

For a few hours now, birds haven't been singing.
The wind starts once again during this night.
The trees rustle as they're swaying.

The sun starts it's rising
The horizon burning bright.
The trees are still now- not moving.

The wind comes back and birds have started to sing,
affecting the trees towering over me at a great height.
The trees rustle as they're swaying.

A bee flies over and gives me a sting.
It's painful and gives me a fright.
The trees are still now- not moving.

There is no longer any light. I start walking
and head back toward the campsite.
The trees rustle as they're swaying.
They're still now- not moving.