• The wind blows by the tree, rustling the leaves and speaking an ancient language which is to be kept a secret. Listening carefully to the winds whisper and the trees rustle, you can understand what secret words they speak to one anouther.
    A girl sits unnder a tree letting the summer sun shine in her face and the cooling whisper wind blows her hair in a different direction each time.
    Peaceful is her state, and only wanting to stay in this single moment for the longest time. In the far distance she can hear the children playing and laughing with one anouther. A smile crawls over her face as she remembers the simple laughing of a childhood memory.
    The only time she can ever be free is when she sits by the tree with only herself as company. But yet she wonders if she'll ever be able to be free like the bird with herself and others? For now only one other person can see who she really is but they keep steps away, cautioning themselves with every breath.
    No more shall he hide, she knows him well and can trust his heart with her secreets now.
    She's no longer under the tree by herself with the wind but is infact now accompanied by him to this peaceful place.