I pull myself away
When i am attracted to the surface
Of event interpretation.
The visible tells a simplified picture
My mind and heart want to believe.
Investigative analysis and questioning
Come from my science core
That deep inside
January drives me to the unheard truth.
I am thrilled
By the pursuance of your support
And your clear reading of reality.
Trying not to personally analyse
The surrounding actors,
I guard my core
Behind a little golden fence
The sun hits your back
While standing in the gray yard
Waiting for the cigarette to end.
Thoughts of acceptance
Of an uncontrollable wild reality
And their daily rejection
Free space in the mind
And in the day.
Reality hits you
like a pan on the face
when you walk quietly home
or wait for a bus you do not care about.
You will feel its hit
making your eyes wet
and a sad version of your your future
come into focus.
Your legs will rebel and you will search for alternatives
from that moment on.
Young woman with a sculptured character
You Prevent me from running blindly
Towards a mirage with a blurred profile
And from grabbing with direct hands my illusions.
You keep me connected
To the world of decisions and actions
Where perfection is unnecessary
And purposes are valuable.
O tired myself today
Punching the reality
To move it further.
They border is now distant
But almost visible
with my half-closed eyes.
The luggage is ready for tomorrow.
It’s the end of the day
And I look for comfort
In places and for.
Bright happy frozen peas
And shiny oranges
Summarize the life I dream.
Comfort food and its smell
Transform my reality
Offer a free travel to the lands of abundance.
The days are crowded and futile
But remember to carry your lens
In your personal pocket.
Search the details that hide in the folds
And under the shoes
But define those who think
and appreciate the moments like you do.
Through your lens
Your partners, friends, and lovers
Will shine like under falling frozen snow
And you can get closer with confidence.
Surprised, I find myself
Surrounded by proud snowy mountains
And massive green lands.
Taken by the intensity of each day
And exhausted by the unwanted tests,
I cannot feel the beauty
of the situation around me.
Absorbed by the journey,
I forgot the achievements.
You start to see patterns
In front of your eyes and in your life.
What in the lab perfectly fits
Is chaos and uncertainty for the heart.
Those words that hurt
Can only be approximated
To a less painful sentence.
Even when you are not watching
The story is formed.
That seem distracting
As a grain to your hourglass.
Bigger and smaller lessons
Are taught when you are not listening
Our shown by the behaviour
Of that streams guy walking by.
All the grains are stored together
But gave their value
When spent alone.
Being grateful is a blessing
That opens your eyes
To the magic of evolution and its products.
The rainbow in the water
Are Fluorescent proteins that swim in the sea.
In the lab, they enchant the students
Who struggle to accept the reality
But like small magic sticks are close on our side
to uncover the hidden crazy cells under the lenses of a microscope.
Value the small, be grateful
Accept the unknown.