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