real dream

i feel the grass beneath my body, and hear the soft sound of the wind trough the trees, i open my eyes and see the sky, i stand up as if i was floating, and i remember, my dream, i take a deep breath and turn back,
again, i see that old oak and wonder...
that slight glow, i knew what would happen cause i had seen this before, i took as step foward and the gleam grew brighter, morphing in shape and color, but this time it was different,
this time it i knew it was real