Whispering winds blowing through the trees
Don't stop your sway for the sake of vanity
Yes, Winter's barrenness is plain to see
But I've never had more clarity
Though Summer's foliage brings me shade
And Spring's beauty may be where you'd stay
The wonders of Fall, clearly displayed
But I've never seen this far you see
Don't be ashamed don't be afraid
Don't let your nothingness stop your sway
Oh, trees please listen to what I say
Your beauty is more real to me