Missing Ian again... =)

You complained
And so
God answered-
Air tickets
To see and
To experience
the priceless
over the ocean

It is work-
you say
But look around
This world is
God's work
There can be
such beauty
to be found
in work.

Do not let the
technology and
machinery
blind you to
blue canvas
green grass
different smells
new sights and sounds
On new ground

Take a bit-
A little piece
Of your trip
Home
And share it
With me
I await
your priceless gift
Lend me
Your eyes
Your ears
Your hands

Help me to breathe
What I will miss
These
five
days...
You and your memories