Ripples of Joy

The trees shrieked with delight, swinging and swaying with the wind pushing them back and forth.. flowers went wild in riots of excited colors.. creating ripples of joy, catching every eye.. monkeys swung over branches, mimicking their play, screaming with fervor.. babies clinging to mothers, refusing to be left behind.. children leaping and jumping, asserting their own playground.. a bulbul called out earnestly, hating to be left behind.. joining hands with the drongo, it showed off hopping and flying, singing songs undefined.. the sun winked in merriment, espied through the trees.. the hills called out, lush and green.. relaying to the ones in silhouette, bare and grey.. the dawning joys of a moment, in the cyclic inevitability of life.