I sit in the sun
The warm loving sun
And yet curse its radiant rays
I hear the quiet chatter of the birds
But cover my ears in dismay
The palm fronds sway in the breeze
Brushing the painted sky
Yet i would quickly trade it all
To sate a longing sigh

I miss the green, the gray the blue
The mist that covered the ground
The rain, the blessed pouring rain
That made such a calming sound
The mountains that climbed into the sky
On my every side surround

If only i could wander paths
That the remaining world forgot
Hear the sharp piercing cry
Of the beautiful soaring hawk
I miss the eagle, i miss the bear
The fresh printed tracks of a snowshoe hare
I close my eyes and I'm almost there--

But

I am here, that is there
And for now here is where i will stay
To serve my time beneath the sun
And it's beautiful radiant rays

If you ask me how I'm doing
I'll say fine
Then wipe a tear
From mine eye