30 July 2012
Into the tree, The oak, the willow. I go to sleep, rest my head, Lie down on the pillow.
The soft marshmallow Of happiness and love. The pillow is happy, Feathers of a peace dove.
Into the tree, Of laughter and bed, Drowsiness overcomes, I rest my head.
The pillow moulds around me, Creating the perfect haven. Nothing can disturb me, Not a seagull or raven.
Into The Tree • Opuss № I