Evening Blues

the wind has a way to charm the palms and sway leaves to a shaking. the parrots squawking in flight while their feathers buffer the blue backdrop. the lesser known birds compete and yet find room for their wind. the evening peace invites the coming night as a sit and surrender to the obvious roaming serenity. the tree chimes outcompete all the city's unfitting sounds, and enough to carry me to the day's tapering end.