I miss waking up to heat collected rain water for an early morning shower,

I miss feeling hungry and going to the peach trees for a little snack,

I miss the fresh picked pomegranates.

I miss making salads depending on if the lemon tree had ripe lemons,

I miss living so in tune with the world around me.

I miss the air, the true air,

and the smells.

I miss the people but more so i miss the sounds,

I miss the hummingbirds and butterflies.

I miss the beautiful colored birds that just barely let themselves be seen.

I miss the rocky roads and muddy walks at 3 am.

I miss the sudden showers,

the fog at the tip of the mountains in the mornings.

And i miss the night sky still filled with clouds and sprinkled with stars,

a sight right out of the spaces of the Eagle nebula

but somehow more beautiful.