The window is open

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.

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Protein dance

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.