Too Restless to Sleep (Revision 5)

[vagabond]

Revision 5

Bare of leaves, the wild oaks stretch
like fellow insomniacs.

Dew sizzles in beads
along the long grass.

Flowers glint under the dry light,
unblown pinwheels in thick air. 

I shift my feet in the dirt 
knowing the end

will be nothing like this.

i like the revision as i already liked the original, esp. L3. cool to read it again.
maybe a comma after "dirt".