there's a tree i like to watch
it waves and waves in the gusty wind
the sky likes to turn from blue to gray
saying hello in different ways
waving tree, chameleon sky
choreographed dance with the moon and tides
i only see a fraction of the dance
more beautiful than anything i can ever comprehend
even the sun can only see
one half of the picture of the land and seas
the tree will wave, the sky will change
the moon will gently rock the waves
for the audiences that may or may not see
for anyone who will stop and notice
the ebb and flow of the beautiful dance
the intricate steps of the happen chance

The sky darkened for a few minutes. The sun's out again now though, so I must take advantage of this and go out for a walk along the bay. NOW. I must. Heh, I'm talking to myself to get motivated to take power walks everyday, preferably in the morning. I know it'll be good for my body aches and mood. Why is it so hard to do something that I know will be good for me?! F*ck off fatigue!!