My outer shell
Of sensations
Seems to shake
Its great
To know
And feel
All this
Together
A wholesome
Mouthful
Contented
Warmth
From just
Feeling
Do you feel?
Do you feel the way
You eat
Or fear
The unknown?
Consciously
Stupid
Consciously
Intelligent
Consciously
Absent
From the current
Moment
Consciously
Calculating
The reasons
For years
Consciously feeding
Your body
Aware of
Being unaware
About
Everything there is
But why
We know
If no
Humans
Exist
The nature
Wouldn't
Even blink
An eye
An eye
That is
In all of us
Our conscious
Little
Eye
The observer
Is what
Is in us
Of us
With us
To see
The nature
Has newborns
As the freshest
Windows
Freshest views
For good
Bad
Ugly
Sad
Loving
Caring
Sharing
Stealing
Murdering
Killing
Itself
Every day
Every night
Keeping fight
The only reason
Such treason
Towards
Oneself
You built
These
Mountains
Im talking
To you
The one sitting
Behind
The readers eyes
You built this
Yourself
The rivers
The seas
The flowers
And trees
Everything
Dont cloud your mind
With self doubt
Keep it free
For better ideas
Beautiful ideas
Even if it means
Revealing
What you hide
Behind the door
Of your room
Let that idea
Be a sensation
Something tangible
Give it the same worth
You give
To your teeth
In the morning
Clean and rinse
Free from
The sour bacteria
Dont let it sit
And stink
Stagnance smells bad.
Fresh is always welcomed
With kisses.
