Last Night I got Wood

 
Last night I had the strangest dream
I was sitting in my wheelchair
In the middle of a dark forest
It’s such a different place in the dark
The sounds are different
The sound of breaking twigs
I now notice as a wee bit creepy
As is the sounds of the wildlife
There is no light pollution
The stars in the sky are brilliant
I feel a power emanating from them
And I bask in their magnificence
 
I hear the sound of an aerosol spray
And bit by bit the stars are painted over
The sky is now black and cold
I hear and electronic switch throw
And I am under a single white spotlight
A circle of light around the forest floor
And I am sitting dead centre
There is complete silence
An unearthly wind blows through
Branches move around like arms
I can hear the trees whispering
To each other but I can’t understand them
I see and hear tree roots break the circle
Of light and rustle towards me
For the first time in the forest
I am trembling and very much afraid
 
The roots still creep towards me
They engulf the chair whispering
I feel a really sharp, stabbing pain
In the base of my spine, it is agony
Both my leg stumps begin to shake
The pain is violently excruciating
I try to scream it is slow and silent
I try to struggle that is pointless
I get a strong burning sensation
At the end of both rumbling stumps
Then the pain intensifies as two roots
Break through the stump skin
They start to grow and within
A minute or so they have formed
Into wooden legs, feet and toes
 
Thinking I’ve been cured I try to stand
But my legs have become one with the chair
The pain in the base of my spine returns
I feel it going upwards and outwards
The pain makes me repeatedly convulse
As my arms, hands and fingers are
Turned in to wooden branches
With much flailing around, screaming
And the worst kind of pain
I am completely engulfed
A tree with facial features
Is all that is left of me
But my mind is still operational
I can still smell, see and hear
I can now understand the trees whisper
They say you have suffered enough
In your life and we want that to stop
We made you one of us
We made you an oak tree
This means you are one of  
The kings of the forest
And you will come to no harm
I woke up back to reality
So disappointed I was not
Now an oak tree