Welcome to My Real World

Dawn to Dusk the sky changes from Fresh, Bright to Soothing, from melting the morning dew on the tip of a green leaf, fusion with the blue sky so instantanious to the breeze of an soothing evening, wind blowing past my face, psychedelicaly reminding me to forget everything that exists in this world, beyond this world, where no one exits, not even me, where the feel, the touch, the vision are superficial, time and space are stagnant, contained in a single drop, yet inside so vast that I am searching beyond infinity, so complex yet so simple. . . . . . . .

Welcome to the Real World