The ocean is calm today, and the clouds have come in with a changing wind. The tree waits patiently for her leaves to return. She must wait a long time because she is an ocean tree, and the ocean always washes everything bare. For now, the clouds and the ocean will play, flowing back and forth, trying to outrun one another in their favorite game. But someday the ocean will go in search for the clouds, lamenting their disappearance, and a songbird will return.