The wondrous words of the wilderness,
Letting a part of your mind break free.
The smell in the air,
Watching the plants grow and wind blow.
Strolling down the endless path,
Just wondering where to go.
Thoughts begin to run through your mind,
Like sitting along a stream as the water splashes against your feet.
There are feelings that make you wonder,
Why they have just now decided to make an appearance.
It's as if they knew that you could get more,
If you took the time to search.
The wintry dreams and summer nights.
The seasons of love mixed with those that brought frights.
Going back and wondering what could have happened,
To make those childhood days better than they are now.
Watching the leaves as they fall to the ground.
Wishing that it was one of those moments where friends show up unexpectedly.
The day comes to an end.
You look at the night,
Soaking in the sights as a family of deer run passed you.
There is now a place in your heart,
That has been mended together,
From the broken pieces that were there before.
Feelings emerge and begin to take over even more.
The night begins to grow old,
And the sky begins to twinkle from the light of the stars.
Just wondering how things could be coming together so quickly.
Days grow longer than they seem,
And hours continue to move like a group of snails.
The day will come around,
Where you will realize why these feelings are there.
It will come to you without you knowing.
You'll realize what you are looking for,
As it is a mile down the road.
Follow your heart,
And you will soon find me in the end.