I live on the edge of a small city among the urban sprawl. My street sits next to a large farm with cows roaming around the pasture. It is peaceful, and serene with a somewhat rural feel about the neighborhood. Even though, I am less than five minutes away from any type of shopping you might desire.
Living next to these grassy fields, I have many opportunities to enjoy the bounties of nature.
Over this past weekend, I was taking a break from a day of household chores to enjoy the gorgeous weather outside. I had just sat down when a pair of the lovely barn swallows came to entertain me with their beautiful dance. It was enchanting to witness their graceful movements and rhythmic flight.
And I wished I could join them.
if only I were taller
I could reach you
but here I stand... heavy,
and bound to this fragile self
if only you would see me
as a tender heart surrendered
but here I stand... humbled
amidst your faultless virtues
if only I could give you
a round existence, worn remembrance
but here I stand... longing
for more songs and stories
if only you were nearer
these hands would love, keep you
but here I stand... lingering
as you cross one life's earnest path