Crystal

Regular and precise
Like a shiny Salt Crystal
Feel the changes in the air around me.
Melting away I let my energy spread
While strongly I hold on to the skills and ideas
Hiding inside but not vanishing.

 

Burning in/out

Noise and broken sentences
Crawl in my mind
Worrying why the job I used to enjoy
Is now a reason off dark dreams and tears.
Have I seen a part of it that disgusts me?
Is it just this broken environment I am in?
Is it inside me? Is it the situation?
I reject the whole package
And my life gets impossible,
and gets on.

Working jamboree

WE talk of work, we speak numbers,
Hiding our personality behind white shorts
And grey skirts.
The day passes and i don’t recognize myself.
I listed my past curiosity
and what my hands can di with passion
To return myself at the end of the day.

Green lunch

On the path to health,
I push my will to the green department
and decorate my fork with leafy plants.
Unaddictive yet original,
it anchors my roots to the ground
and liberates my artificial worries.

5 August, 2017 07:45

bunch of small tiny pink roses and buds
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3 August, 2017 07:15

Close-up zoomed of young branch of pat changing color from green to yellow to pink
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31 July, 2017 22:12