I have waited long for a window to open.
I didn’t know which one would let a light in.
I stared and pushed each day.
I heard the trumpets and saw the light
Announcing a new path in life.
Science meets poetry
I have waited long for a window to open.
I didn’t know which one would let a light in.
I stared and pushed each day.
I heard the trumpets and saw the light
Announcing a new path in life.
WE talk of work, we speak numbers,
Hiding our personality behind white shorts
And grey skirts.
The day passes and I don’t recognize myself.
I listed my past curiosity
and what my hands can do with passion
To return myself at the end of the day.
Sleepy me,
Travelling through the rain
And wishing a quiet meaningful future.
Yawning nonstop
As a self cuddle available everywhere,
Even on the train.
Sitting in the train
My body moves fast and crosses landscapes of unique beauty
Yet my thoughts are childish.
Proteins dance in my mind
In choreographies resulting in creative applications.
In a line they are a sensor,
Holding hands they foam in a cappuccino
in a circle they are in a brilliant paint
But always making our life more beautiful.
The beauty of proteins cannot be stopped.