I see it to witness...
This life.
My life.
Nothing within me disconnects my senses.
I see it to witness with curiosity to touch.
And temptation to experience,
That which is there to tease...
I do!
And not to excuse what I have done.
I don't do that.
Being conscious is my preference.
I am here to learn.
I simply can not avoid the living of my life.
Or repeatedly attempt to refuse in denial,
To be attached to my emotions.
I am attached and not a single guilt do I feel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem