The wind is mischievous,
I met this breeze before,
The trees, tall and green,
 Make shadows dance.
Feel them swaying, bending,
   Rustling above me
They give a space of Peace.
    A cool touch on the skin,
       A widening of mind,
          A clearing of thoughts.
Still wild the wind,
   Laughs through their limbs,
       Elemental Jester,
          Whispering secrets over my head.