The tree outside my window is a big pine tree--when I look out side I can see it dance. The branches sway this way and that--twisting and turning with every breath of wind. The sky is a hazy blue and I can almost just feel the cold swirling around just beyond the windowpane.

I aspire I could be like that great tree outside my window--just simply a tree--dancing to whatever breath of fresh air blows my way--lending shade on a hot day and shelter on a cold night.