Repetition-free

Consistency and authenticity
Border the road
Where I roam apparently free.
Direction is forward
On the long term,
But today i will go sideway
And free myself
From the restrain of the map
Of a well accepted career.

Lost at sea

It is Difficult to see
What is behind my back
On this rare foggy day of summer.
I am stick on the present
and in the lack of memory of this grey cloud.
The direction is list for a moment
But the lighthouse is always on
Out there.

Lighthouse woman

My head is today stick in a jar,
The sounds are far
The reality a confused mosaic.
I am a walking lighthouse
Catching attention and focusing its energy
to a specific point at the horizon
To lighten new doors and make old talents shine.

Chasing what

Curious like a weasel
I find my sneaky way to experiment
The hidden question
In the back of the mind.
Curiosity keeps science alive
And gives its players the rules
While moving always the goal.
Hiding and chasing
Each day is a step
While the direction forms at the horizon.

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