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