A plea of a nostalgic soul

It was then I was reminded that nostalgia rests latently within us till the unfolding of the events we initially intended to see, that we envisioned ourselves as part of what we learned should be, now is, in present tense, ongoing, temporarily- independent rituals -

I’d like to see it coming my way, to be reminded of the thoughts that remain, to encounter the air that holds, that maintains, that preserves: ME, Me, me, ,

The all-knowing atmosphere bound to the land that sits parallel to it, and the light, please, encounter me & remind me of who I was, let me be encouraged of the truth I chose and am certain to find!