Feeling Like Making Sunshine For Myself Poem by wabi sabi

I lie down onto the tall grass field.

Sun and the blue sky
grass tops swing against them.

A bird flies across chirping.
A snake crawls across my body.

I have my legs up to the sky to avoid the sunshine.
I split them narrowing my eyes.

No one makes no shadows.
Everything has to be the same as every one's.

There are such many answers that I can't solve and understand right now.

By sensing all those things, I've reached this feeling in the sunshine.

And I am probably reaching the answers.