In the English countryside, I’m surrounded by fields of corn

and the history of ages. 

On lazy Sunday afternoons, all you can do is smile. Despite everything that might be wrong, just go for a walk

and let it all go, if only for a few hours. 

Away from everyone, I’m at one with myself. Everything feels beautiful, even the fears and doubts

that swim within me are silenced. 

One day, I’ll take the woman I love there, and kiss her beneath the sun, given half a chance.