In The Moment

When I was a child

I remember

While we were riding on a boat

I once asked my mother

How come the trees are moving towards us

In the present day

It takes my whole conscience

 To be able to

Observe the world

Through that point of view

But, doesn't it feel content?

To wander through the days

While enjoying things 

Beyond how it seems

To love your job

So much

You realize how tempting 

The new piles of paper on the desk

To enjoy the long drive home

While realizing

You could dance all day long

To the new song on the radio

To enjoy the late night shift

While observing

The lights comes from

The over populated buildings