I throw my mind
Over the wall using a single hand
And wait for the bump.
If was searching for novelty,
It might have found it.
What is new is still hidden
And i can only excite in its imminent rise.
Mind will tell me,
Among thoughts of routine,
What I could not imagine
and get thrilled for
Only few days ago..
I ride my life
Like a motocross bike
Fast on the up and down.
My thoughts and hands are protected
By modern materials
And my sighs are amplified
By the adrenalin
At each jump.
My stomach jumps
When you positively appear
and stare at me in the trembling chair.
The laughter is uncontrollable
And a new movie is being directed in my head,
Not only protagonists but explorers.
