Morning Dew

Hard to deny...
There were times I really wanted to be a stranger to the world around me...
Just like a passer by of a shop,
No one cares if I dig my nose, or sing to myself...
Such loneliness is captivating to a mind yearning for peace and tranquility...

The mind then drifts off into its own thoughts,
Leaving the present to fast forward on it own, rapidly fading into memories...
When the first light of dawn strikes,
The mind then pushes its thoughts into the background,
I can suddenly feel the cold air blowing carelessly on my face...
It's time to catch the train again....

Spending time with my own thoughts,
sorting them out to put my life in order again,
Is better than having an apple a day...
If we ignore the cries of our delicate mind,
losing ourselves to the minds of others'...
we strive for their sake....
Soon,
we start forgetting our own breathing pace...

I love the feeling of emptiness before the break of a new day...
With no one I knew, standing beside me, reminding me,
I let nature's serenity seeped into my skin...
And...
I am ready for a brand new sunrise...