Gazing at the Chase

A girl
City bound
An escape found
In imagination
And travel destinations
Got the location
Of an agency
That feeds this tendency

Long ago passions
Stifled in urbanization
Mock my city inhabitance
As pure happenstance
The girl
Who gazed
At the mountains
Amazed
By their might
Has an unwelcomed plight
Of life
Without them

Missions to gaze
At the moon
From a place
Its presence is both felt
And seen
As clearly
As the sun pelts
Daily
Reducing my momentum
To make good
On my intentions

Father, I hear You beckon
To seek you
In nature
Your purest creation