look at all that's passing me by.
I want to inhale the scent of blossoming roses,
intoxicate myself with the fragrance of their freshness.
I want to stare at the gleaming stars,
admire their beauty amid the darkness all around.
I want to walk into the night,
feel the solace of its tranquility.
I want to smell the grass early in the morning,
freshly moistened by the cold winter dew.
I want to dance around in the rain,
splattering and spraying the droplets of joy.
I want to play along with a child,
enjoy the life he breathes into the game.
I want to find the joy in the small things in life,
which I've lost in my pursuit of material happiness.
I want to be in slow motion for just a little while,
much of my life is to quickly pass me by.
