I see the trees.
They are looming over my head.
Staring down at me,
Swaying side to side in the swift wind.
I think to myself,
How wonderful,
The trees,
They stay still, all day, 
Only to swing in the cool, night, wind.
I lie down on the grass,
Slowly closing my eyes,
Just waiting.
Waiting for the wind to blow me.
Like a tree.
Side to side, in the night wind,
Soothing and relaxing.