Days to Live For.

Sometimes, Sometimes...

It's those days that i live for.

When i'm walking alone,
under this big blue sky
that looks as if the clouds
have been painted with the brilliant
vibrant watercolors of heaven.
As if God himself
took a paintbrush and made
sweeping strokes across the sky
so that each cloud looked smooth,
beautiful, surreal,
glowing in the soft hues of
rose, orange and azure.

When the wind caresses your face
with a soft and gentle breeze.
Neither bitter nor harsh,
but the cool hand of a lover.
It comforts,
it strokes,
it heals.

It is these days that i live for.
The days where i can look up
and i can see my dream.

Where i can think to myself
I'm home
and believe it
for at least a moment.