Among Soft Pine Trees

A poem; interpret it as you will

Among Soft Pine Trees

To fall asleep

among soft pine trees

and drift away

as the world fades.

To lie back and watch

watch as the world stops.

For once to not be worried

stop stress, stop rush, no hurry.

As others go about their lives

to rest my head and close my eyes.

This peaceful, quiet, soft allure

I follow as my vision blurs

and as I lay my head back down

I see there's no returning now.

I fall asleep

among those trees

I drift away...

everything fades.