Driving through an untouched place,
The modern era has kept it’s distance,
Mother-nature has taken over.
We arrive to a grassy area,
Only the trees to provide shade,
We strike a match.
We walk aware of the beauty around us,
We walk in an unmodernized place,
No shops, buildings, and factories.
The urban areas have purpose,
But sometimes, just sometimes,
Rural feels more like home.
© Regan
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 11:16 AM UTC
Driving through an untouched place,
The modern era has kept it’s distance,
Mother-nature has taken over.
We arrive to a grassy area,
Only the trees to provide shade,
We strike a match.
We walk aware of the beauty around us,
We walk in an unmodernized place,
No shops, buildings, and factories.
The urban areas have purpose,
But sometimes, just sometimes,
Rural feels more like home.
© Regan