I long to go to old places Where fences are broken down Where people once were Yet they do not visit anymore I want to sit on the porch of a house Whose living room was long ago taken by a tree I want to swim in nostalgia that is not my own Then I want to take this peace This quiet away from the buzz of radio waves and wifi I want to take that silence that resounds with the natural praise of God I want to show it to myself and to all Who would hear and see this glorious vibration