Yet another sunrise

I closed my eyes, I saw

I am sitting under a tree

And the tree is whispering

Can you hear me?

I said, I can, but I don't want to,

As I am enjoying the quiet of your shade.

Said the tree, okay, enjoy!

And I sat there for hours,

I don't know how many.

When I woke up,

I felt the freshness of a child

Wandering freely in twilight.

I opened my eyes,

There was yet another sunrise.