Just past 3 AM
I woke from a nightmare
reality
heart in my throat
fear

We imagine dogs cats 
art trees and bees
sons and daughters
sun and moon
each other

to avoid the inevitable.

Just past 3 AM
I woke
in cold chilling dark
not knowing, just feeling
alone

They cut down many trees
here
an illusion
of course
they were for me

protection from the outside world.

Just past 3 AM
I woke to see
the fence
I have built
to replace the trees

that kept the outside out
the inside in
and mind convinced me
this 3-dimensional separation
was in fact factual

reality.

[There is a necessary 1 word change. It comes and goes (the word). It refuses to come home. 
No worries.]

Home is where the heart is.

f

P.S. Three days later I was driving to an appointment, came around a highway bend and eyed the retaining wall and tops of trees. A voice said “It’s all an illusion”. For a moment (or longer?) there were no trees road steering wheel windshield wall hands Just an energetic connective flow. I thought WOW!, and was in mind, amazement, wonderment.