Creativity - When.

 when
                                        
                                        
when everything becomes very simple      
when everything unnecessary melts away like smoke        
and soft blue skies for us             
the heat is reflected in the lake of the eye          
and the sun sparkles in the raindrops      
and I want to drink clean water          
when you exist now and here        
and I’m already happy with what I have        
when you let yourself out           
and lightness inside, like the wind in a field  
and the taste of strawberries caught the lips           
and the birds are calling to distant distances            
when it's cool in the house in the hot summer      
when you don't need anyone except             
when you invite a snowflake with your palm     
when you turn into fluff in the morning     
you fly, driven by the gentleness of the wind     
over a field of soft blue flowers     
when you feel a fairy tale in your breath          
and you see only tenderness and affection around you 
when it all happens again...       
here                                     
for me                                
what is it                               
love