The trees are alive swaying in the breeze
with the glory of God, it’s a symphony of leaves.
The branches are dancing, up and down, to and fro
they are lit from behind as the sun’s setting low.
The smile on my face shows what joy it brings
to see the glory of God in the smallest of things.
Then I feel the Lord saying; the leaves dance in this way
for the Maker of the wind and the Creator of the day! ©