Looking out into the misty night sky, I see an old rickety tree tilting on its side, with the big bright light of the full moon shining through it. 

I see big rocks in the misty background. I feel the cold wind blowing against my face as I watch the old tree go from side to side when the wind hits it.

I watch it slowly uproot from the ground and suddenly the harsh cold wind stops while the fog slowly eases away and the stars come out making it a perfect starry night and the rickety old tree stays.