I found it in the Trees

I found it in the trees. I found it in the way you looked at me. An old song playing, springing a memory I thought I had lost into my mind. The sun peaking through my blonde hair as my silhouette was consumed by the light. I found it staring into the moon, silently in the night. The windows down, air filling my lungs, my fingertips tracing what was right in front of me. I found it curled up in my bed telling myself everything was going to be alright. Watching the mountains be lit from behind by the sunrise. I found it in crowded rooms, and sitting alone in my room. I found it everywhere. I found it in you, me and just about everything. I found my inspiration to be in all these things.