The wind it blew,in through the trees.
Along the leaves,a summer breeze.
At length the branches,slipping down,
Until it reached the open ground.

A sparkle lit the open air.
The summer breeze blew in her hair,
Hidden deep within the leaves,
This magic web the spider weaves.

Out from clouds,a sunburst shone.
A radiance lights up the sun.
Magic is this life we weave,
Each new day a summer breeze.