The plastic bottle of water on my desk got an inner life and a green shade. Friendly algae have taken possession and shout ‘biology’ to me. Advertisements
Hit after hit The pathways are built With their different speed And gates. Easy to simulate and assemble Control is the art.
I wear my coat and keep distance When all I want is looking inside and lean over. Will I miss the moment of truth? Biology goes slowly When you watch, Yet molecules swim and dive in front of me Looking for a coral reef to catch. Proteins are the best huggers And hold on forever.
A cut, a failure, the hit of life, The marks on the inside Are a story told by enzymes. In the blood they escape And tell the beauty of the land they left. me and the blog– inforgraphics– the shop – download – work together
Care and protection Give value to the product you trust. Proteins and sugar, nothing is added. But everything is bio And natural in a sense When made by man.
Heat flashes and palpitations, Sweaty palms and anger, Is it menopause or group meeting? The extremities of biology Summarize the extreme of human dynamics.
To which protein I owe my day? To the social that makes me breath? To the tiny that shuttle energy? Or to the millions outside my body? Many and unique, Little soldiers with limited life and a focused target, Proteins give me everyday That molecular food I cannot find on my table.