The sunlight leaked through the trees.
trickling down their stretched out branches.
I strained my eyes as I searched
for the creatures who hid in the undergrowth.
And the wind gently whispered for them
brushing past the rest as it searched for them.
A musky scent promised rain
that would trickle down from the clouds.
The people sheltered beneath broad boughs.
that anxiously gazed up at the sky.
Fearing the wonderful dark clouds.