Growing Roots

Repurpose and relocate

Ideas and memories and free that space.

Push hard and lean forward,

Roots will break

And be reborn on the first day

of unexpected sun

To hold you strong

And let you live out of balance.


Risky science

You cannot predict or imagine
The science that takes life
Outside the lab.
When the background changes
Innovation is born
And the colours of bravery and craziness
Become feasibility and will to risk.
Each risk is a step you take
And a chance to yourself
You cannot miss.

Question marks path

Walking head-up my way
on this path of question marks
No fixed point is here to grab.
Stability and support is found
In the answers you reach
By reading, asking, experimenting, doubting
And feels like running fast on a trembling rope.