Trees sway softly
in the salt-ocean breeze
Singing their lullaby to anyone
who will listen
Leaves blowing;
ruffling above,
Making music
about the purpose of our lives
People walk by
not listening
not caring
just focused on finding their purpose
in life
Do they know?
about the trees
just listen
The trees will tell you
if you just listen
I stand under,
wanting to know
I clear my mind
waiting...
waiting...
I listen to
the leaves
to the song
I know the secret
I know...