The treetop glimmers outside my window
As light, dancing upon the leaves -
Shimmers off each leaf in soft yellow.
From afar, my attention is retrieved
By light, pure and perfectly aglow.
In the wind, swaying gently -
Each leaf is twirled as a ballerina -
Playing with my fragile jealousy.
I think I hear in the wind a viola -
Oh light, would you dance with me?
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