When was the last time you appreciated the crimson sun setting over a lush canopy of evergreen
When you stood still to listen to the glistening and surreal splendour of the gushing lake
When you paused to admire the prairie poised in grace yield to the graceful current of the wind and wave
Or even gazed up at the fullness of the firmament which left you empty with ecstasy, in awe of what we cannot comprehend.
such is the life of man,
engulfed in heplesness and despondency.
and its not where i want to be;
but it is where i am.