Dream State

DREAM STATE

What do trees dream of, while they sleep?
Is it of lazy days, cloudless sky,
warm breezes rustling new leaves?
Do they feel the far solar flares?

If you have no eyes, is there REM?
What do trees dream of, while they sleep?
Coiled tightly in a dark space
Pushing, pressing against smooth shell

Light, noise and confusion surround
you a small seedling, go up up
What do trees dream of, while they sleep?
Do tiny people cut you down?

Are you alone on a dry plain?
brittle branches twisted, burning
roots dig deep, looking for water
What do trees dream of, while they sleep?