So, I thought about the last twenty years

Wanting to wrap my head around those days.

Tried to imagine being someone else.

I always found my way home once again,

Yet my dreams would play a different game,

While I really began to wonder why.

Life does mean so much more to me today,

Every direction we turn – lives beauty.

The remarkable sense of love we know,

Exists in a natural sense, being.

Once when a child I stood upon a hill

Surveying landscapes, the city below.

Reality in my world remained the same.

Decades later, does all over again.