The lab is dark, the sun is rising far away And the questions of yesterday Open once again Like pages of a thick book. In the darkness, a square of blue light Attracts me. My computer has been calculating and not sleeping To give such a sweet breakfast. Advertisements
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Some proteins survive boiling, Some enzymes live happily ever after The long drop freezing, Some peptides bind like a child to a mum, Tight. I will be a curly lysozyme today, Hard working and efficient, Yet sweet to taste.
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I jump in the air while sitting still In this pinky sunset in a deserted office. I sing in my head pretending to listen In this meeting with too few friends. I dance to a sweet melody For each moment that gives me clarity.
It rolls and lands solid On the table full of papers. The winter orange ball marks its territory And this restless time of the year. Its smell is sweet and pushy, Its taste acid and complex, Its arrival a wake up call after a year of lazyness.
The year starts dark And cold on my face While you sleep sweet. Tiny and helpless in your bed, You gather your strength and fearless Explore and learn each day. Brave, yet a baby, Curious, yet checking on mum, Each day you grow away And into my life.
The last apples Lie forgotten on the trees In a field that has already received its praises. Red and sweet They will see the winter and the snow Of this year of transition
The arrival home Is a proper for the intense day As the boiling stew expects a smile and a daily achievement. The day closes sweet and homey After hours in the artificial world That takes your breath away.
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The rays of the early day And the sweet smell of the morning Are the perfect sense to the adventure I am starting alone. The Luggage is full at the door And the diary has white pages left.
Calm and covered by a relaxed pale sky, The lake represents me Today. A surface of sweet waves Not higher than a foot Condenses the life and motion Under the surface. Dynamic and cool, I reach the The approaching shore and its stony grass.