I looked at the sun, even the light was weird…
Ich schaute in die Sonne, sogar das Licht war komisch.
A silent Haiku, like one tiny waterdrop.
I very much enjoy the aroma of various plants hanging in the air, this sweet smell of summer and of being alive…
The beauty of the moment.
The beauty of transience.
Oh, beautiful life.
We create this world. We have the choice.