Missing....

today i am missing...

.....the smell of wet pine

.....watching the mountains gradually dissapear under a veil of grey clouds as i sip my morning cup of tea

.....my late evening solitary swim under the starlit sky

.....the sound of the mountains, wind and river

.....a lazy breakfast of freshly baked croissants, eggs and ham

but i musn't complain, for amidst the emptiness of missing these things, remains the fullness of the memories. and finally that is what matters.