Stepping Aside

Stepping Aside

When you're in it, it's hard to see

Then when removed what will we be

The cadence of life one does absorbed

Yet when away somethings abhorred 

In us is the desire to acquaint ourselves 

The familiar we live, with it's pleasures

To forsake it, pulled away, some say

Rather difficult, but for the best, if you may

For a season if you can, look for a better land

Separation looks different from what's at hand 

A different focus comes to play 

Appreciation for all with this very day

Things you once held dear

Looks different, who really cares

Life's precious moments are fleeting

Barely do we stay to enjoy her greeting

Looking over my life and all I've lived for

Cravings I lived in, ever wanting more

Now to realised the simple, the joys

A peace that nothing else annoys 

For when I extricate, I can contemplate

Beauty, sounds, sites, begging me to relate

Until I seperate for my higher purpose 

Never will my vacation here becomes a land flowing with milk and honey