Hard life in they lab
Where hard materials and soft dreams
are tested
I don’t feel I deserve
Your pastel smiles and encouragement
When my data are a Pollock
And my protocol a rollercoaster.
Be there and keep quiet
To watch the show.
Fantastic is the rain
quiet and constant pacing the moments.
Rain of renewal and rain of absence
In the moment when the routine
stops with you
And the drops are there to keep you present.
Allow your inner quiet to reach the surface.
Incredible discoveries are born in silence,
Are adopted by the enjoyment for life,
And take life in your gloved hands
in the lab.
