Coming up upon the house,
I first notice the old, run down features of it.
I stop and realize the natural beauty,
Wishing I’d have come sooner.
The long dirt road leading to a place unknown,
The bare trees lining the path,
Guiding me to where I want to be.
I stare as the wind blows through my hair.
Instantly, I feel a jolt of serenity.
My mind begins to wander,
Soothing memories make me ponder,
Faces of loved ones pop into my head
Making me wonder where they’ve been.
I continue to gaze,
Loving the view and the air from up here.
I sit on the dirt road,
Lay back and stare at the sky.
In that moment I realize,
This is what I’ve been searching for all my life.
Yes
I to feel that kind of serenity too
when I write
it feels sooo good
keep writing
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
Thanks that means a lot :)
Thanks that means a lot :)