Bucolic Life

I tiptoed past,
Shocked at my former state.
This alternative lifestyle,
Living on the edge,
Lacking balance,
Showing no sense
No care for others,
No recompense
Just busy city living
No foresight, hence

I took a leap
Into the bucolic
Leaving the grey for the green.
Fields open,
Welcome me.

No, I don't miss what's gone,
Not looking at the potential
For what is coming along.
Forces of hope, heart and power

Ahead only giant strides,
Synergy of strength abides.

© Leonora Sophie