Like a blinded moth
I spin around in the middle air
Turning turning with no way to stop.
The excitement captured me
And I live the moment
With its silly giggles and ambitious prospects
For the future.
Renaissance of the heart and the spirit
And twists this monochrome day
Of typing and visualizing.
Colleagues and their enthusiasm
anchor me to the ground
And to the needs of reality
While a coffee restore the peace
and priorities for joy.