Conscious

Now, that I'm here

breaking my relationship with time and space

watching my life through the milky glasses of a window

now it all becomes so clear

If I had the opportunity to smell

the enchanted wind of a spring flower

I would take a deep breathe

to relax

If I had the chance to get the tingling emotion

of warm white sea sand

slipping through my fingers

I would hold on to the feeling

If I could see the pure and carefree smile of a child

as the original nature of honesty

it would be so refreshing

being able to respond

If I could hear the greatest sound

the silence of forest in the early morning

just interrupted and up valued by the lonely call of a bird

I would answer

If I could have my body back

to be reloaded by a sip of crystal clear water

water which is not polluted by chemical industry

I could taste the freshness of the unspoiled nature

Now, that I'm here

breaking my relationship with time and space

watching my life through the clear glasses of a window

I get aware of the small things which are least the greatest

I left my life

my physical form of life behind

I realize my blunted and senseless way of life

I should have lived my life much more conscious