MELODY CARSON
Argus 2004
Trees and breezes go together
Like the Ocean’s sand and waves
The breeze that blows the boughs of trees
Makes sweet music a heart simply craves
The gentle breeze begins with a whisper
And gradually picks up speed
Then crescendos with wild and free abandon
Through arms that began as seed
The breeze then returns to its soft, gentle dance
From one leafy, grand stage to another
Then frolics and tumbles and prances and stumbles
Like a playful sister and brother
Trees and breezes go together
Like faith, and hope, and charity
With exhilarating beauty, and exquisite sounds
That echo with truth and purity