The treetop glimmers outside my window

The treetop glimmers outside my window

As light, dancing upon the leaflets -

Shimmies about in affable yellow.

My gaze can't help but be captivated

By light, pure and perfectly aglow.

In the wind, swaying charismatically -

Every leaf is twirled as a ballerina -

Playing with my fragile jealousy.

I think I hear an underlying viola -

Oh, light - would you dance with me?