I long to
see the sun rises,
the gulls flying,
hear the whispers of the wind.
I long to
see the flowers bloom,
hear the birds chirping,
watch the waves as they come in.
I long to
breathe the air of the cold February afternoon,
watch the snow fall on the trees,
feel the stillness of winter.
I don’t long to live
for money
or success
or greed.
I long to live
to appreciate the beauty
of the world,
of nature,
of life...
how it should be.
                  - mk