Bags in trees
That no
longer sag from leaves
instead burst with the birth
of new growths girth
and reach for the sky with hopes of never leaving earth.
I'm in a forrest, on the side of a mountain, I remember very little about the details of the forrest, other than the view as I look out over the
hills, I see a beautiful valley.
It seems to be autumn, just after all the leaves have fallen, maybe it's even winter.
I look around me and see many people that I know, most notably, my
ex-girlfriend, what bothers me is that she is with her
currently
new boyfriend, who
scowls at me all the
time (in the
dream, not in
real life).
I really start feeling bad about being scowled at, so I start
walking away from the group of people in the
woods, and suddenly, the forrest begins to thin out, and turn into a grassy plain type of
region.
Winter wills it's own demise
as spring and summer induct new births to the hive
and the struggle to stay alive
is eased of it's tension
and thus comes the time to strive for sweet ascension.