Friday, March 26, 2010
"The Singing Tree"
...Chikiray climbed the limbs of the ceiba tree and spoke softly into the knotted wood. The creese of his palm kissed the twisting bark and a dew formed under his finger tips. A sweet smell lifted into the air from the swaying leaves that made the sound of a gentle rattle. Then the sugary calls of brightly hued birds darted from branch to branch and finally united in song...