The Escapism of Buying a Home

The Escapism of Buying a Home

As seasons do age us
With time they define
It’s as key changes in music
Upon end, they will wind

And as life in our homes
Burn bright day after day
The escapism of our busy minds
Seems to push us away

Away from the nest 
And away from the seeds
That not long ago
Were planted by thee

And as the seed wiggles
From beginnings and nurturing rain
A changing must commence
For fruit to bare again

So as a farmer must do
In the blooming of a harvest day
Is to pluck that which has sprouted
To send on its way

And with this escapism of mind
That toils for new appeals
It’s what we conclude is missing
That often births new deals

For our nest of the home
Is but a temporary stay
Where we grow into versions
We thought not would be one day

While from the pool to the garage
And the view from the top
It’s that which we seek
To cause work without stop

So now we can see
That change comes to all
As the planting of spring
Leads to the harvest of fall

And as you observe
To which season you are in
Consider now this person
Whom moves you therein

Josh Amolsch | Naples Luxury Real Estate