I hear… a sonata
Echoing of a breeze
Time’s… retrospective
… whisperings in the trees.

Leaves dance to shadows
Stars pivot in the night
Either holds to beauty
Secrets… held up-to light.

Leaves play to sunshine
Stars perform to night

Leaves dance in sunbeams
In the breeze … they’ll hop and play
If you watch the silence
You will see of what they have to say.

The stars play loons to moonlight
Hear the darkness… in the sway
Twinkling pitches of silence
they’re secrets are all on display.

No time is there for hiding
No place to be out of sight…
So the secrets are held in view
Performances with the light.