Tree Out the Window

By Tasnim

It sways back and forth, playing follow the leader with the wind. Right to left, Right to left. One side dances, and the other side responds. As if it were communicating. It's drooping. It seems almost, sad.
The flowers are an off white color. It looks like a faded yellow. Green peeks out where ever it can. The whole tree is covered in this pattern. Yellow flowers. Green Leaves. The bugs weave through this pattern. It seems to be looking for a good place to get some pollen.
It's alive. You can almost feel it. All the noiseless excitement going on. Petals drop to the ground, swaying from side to side as if to make a dramatic drop. It was working. It was thinking. Though there was no face, you can tell it was thinking.


This is a tree. This is alive and aware. Definitely thinking.. This is what's outside the window. This is Tasnim's view.