Dream One

I was lying in a brilliant green forest. I was
gazing at a large prehistoric tree covered with vines that
twisted and curled around its ancient trunk. Smaller trees
with sparkling green, feathery leaves surrounded the giant
one.. Slivers of light slipped between the brilliant green
forest. It felt like redwood groves in the motherload
country of northern California. Large ferns formed a low-
lying canopy.

As my body twisted slightly I was caressed by a
cloud-like softness. I was suspicious of the unearthly
ground that cradled me.