THOSE TREES

As I awoke this morning in the wilderness

The trees were all whispering to each other

I wondered if they were talking about me

And if they resented my presence in these woods

The birds had all welcomed me so gloriously

I felt as if I had touched the treetops

I heard the siren call of a distant waterfall

Its irresistible music caught my ear and

As I walked away, trees stopped whispering