“If you listen closely,” I said, “you can hear the trees giggling.”
“They laugh?” He asked.
“Oh yes, “I replied, “they laugh, they sing, and tell stories. They even dance… Trees are such beautiful souls, so compassionate and loving. Yes, they can be majestic and stern, but they are also gentle, healing souls.”
Psithurism – (n.) The sound of the wind in the trees.