The sun hits your back
While standing in the gray yard
Waiting for the cigarette to end.
Thoughts of acceptance
Of an uncontrollable wild reality
Are unavoidable
And their daily rejection
Free space in the mind
And in the day.
Next
Unbelievable sky
That changes with my life,
Where will you take me next?
My feet are tired, my soul still insatiable
Of moments full of questions
And instants with the legs up.
Delusion
Freezing like never before
I face the verdict the data show.
Once a charming idea,
Note the fruit of struggle
For no juice.
Accepting the sunset of a brilliant intuition
Is hard and leaves you empty inside
For a while.
Take a breath and look away
Ponder the future and forget the past
To restart.
Monday building
Passively swaying through the streets,
Comfortably in the grey stay of my bus,
The situation changes
And I change too.
Prepare to plan
And prepare to interact
For building you personal scientififc revolution.
