filled up

i needed to take deep breaths in snow covered mountains 

and fill that space in my chest that felt so hollow and empty, 

so i went home to the house i grew up in and stood on the front porch and looked.

i stood still in barely green fields and drank in a sky so blue it hurt my eyes.

i blinked against the light reflecting off pure white clouds.

i drank my fill of snow covered mountains.

i wondered at the beauty before me.

i gulped in cold air under warm sun and felt myself filling up.

and i dreamed of a view like this every day.

i drank my fill of the view

and watched the sun set over the mountains from the front porch of the house i grew up in.