There’s something about the gentle breeze that grazes my skin,

The skittering leaves that move through the wind,

And the smiling sun softly warming me up,

That takes me back to the good times.

The times when family was just a door away,

When hot showers could last all day,

And having a meal simply required a walk down the stairs.

But these refreshing times in the great outdoors,

Also remind me that there’s so much in store,

For my life by the grace of my Lord, savior, and friend.

So for now, I’ll remain in this faraway land,

Me and my Lord walking hand in hand,

Strolling through the vallies and trekking up the hills,

Because once we’re on top, my future will be made clear…

And I know it will be beautiful.

For context, I’m just describing the feeling of moving out from my home and into college. I typically like to read outside and its in those moments I’m washed by a wave of nostalgia :)