Left behind so
Much
Many
Different ways now
Different pace
New faces in my
Days
     
Traded away the
Asphalt
Concrete
For the mountains
Streams
Time to
Play
     
Time to explore the
Roots of
Myself
Wonder at the
New leaves I'm
Beginning to
Grow
     
There have been other
Moments
Left behind
Times I'll cherish
Faces that will return
With my last
Moment
     
But all that needs to
Slide away for
Now
Parts of the fabric
New design to be
Woven now
Wondered at
     
Open my eyes to the
Wonders
Again
Forget the sun for
Awhile
Explore the
Moon
     
Preferring these streams to the
Ribbons of
Concrete
Enjoying the pleasure of
Fresh air within my
Lungs
Once more
     
Listening again to the
Beasts
Woods
Instead of for the
Howl of the
Corporate
Wolf
     
Returning to my roots in
Many
Ways
So much I've
Lost along the way
Time for restoring
Returning
     
Finding nurturance in the
Feel of
Now
New strength found in
Turning to
Face
Myself

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