none of this belongs to me
i walked amongst the nice things;
the pure blue sky and the creamy sunshine,
the eloquent shadows stretching on the road
relaxing with the glowing green leaves.
but I saw my smile
in the emerald sparkles deep in the bush
and the red shyness of the new born leaves.
how can i not accept
the cheers of those creatures
an embodiment of my happiness
memories.
The Conscious Hour 