trees sleep standing up

they undress for the winter,
then cover their feet,
then stretch out towards the sky,
and go to sleep.

they dream of little scurrying critters
in some warm place
in a realm far beyond
this reality.

the tree dreams
take the whole winter
to fill out, to grow –

the little scurrying critters
put on their winter cloaks.

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