In the mist of this early start
My mind is still foggy and willing to rest.
It packs its bags
For a day of details and detailed instants.
The marathon of small pivotal steps starts
At the lights of dawn.
Science meets poetry
In the mist of this early start
My mind is still foggy and willing to rest.
It packs its bags
For a day of details and detailed instants.
The marathon of small pivotal steps starts
At the lights of dawn.
Doing less and communicating less
To live on ‘plane mode’
And catch the unexpected details.
A fix crosses the street,
A flower earlier than the others,
A child laughing for no reason
Are entertainments needing no connection.