I see it, I touch it
Yet it feels each time different.
In the risk of the coffee
I feel a superhero
In the downs left by southeast
I see my heart astonished.
I frame you with words
I chase you with open arms,
Come to me
Or leave a message.
I have answers.
The struggle is to simplify
Spotting what makes a true difference
From what makes naturally chaos.
Zooming out of the daily vibrations,
The value of affection and loyalty
Comes through the days of silence
Empowered and solid.
I often deny the beauty
Of the world passing by
And neglect the true source
Of a life to remember.
Springing water can clean my avidity
With its transparent and youth
And I will make sure I will get surprised
You are looking somewhere different
In the picture where all are proud.
Tired of belonging to the crowd,
You found your focus,
Far and not so well defined.
With Each step you take
it becomes sharper and maybe closer,
In this day of treasure hunts and inquisitive looks,
I move slowly asking the people of the lab.
Envy and demands appeared together
But my persona is well defined
And the borders guarded.
Short but sneaky, the human fence
Cannot be fooled.
Staring to the glass
that puts a blue into the reality,
I see th details of my life vibrate
to the rhythm of business and ambition.
A bitter taste comes to the tongue
and life is slowed down
while the old dreams emerge from the back.
The canopy on my head
Dances thoughtless in this afternoon
And the single leaves hug each other
In a heartfelt choreography.
Nature outside me screams
And the concrete inside me clashes
While I climb
my contradictions and todays’s incongruities.
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.
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.
This is my life, welcome,
In the jungle of numbers and proteins
In the constant chaos
I am fighting against with my soft pinky fingers.
A messy desk in front
And an organized library behind
Symbolize the opposites I am living in
Squeezed between vivid creativity and brainless management.
Head up, looking straight
I don’t feel the ground anymore
And I am projected in the future.
Motor on, glasses clear,
The gear is ready
But the destination far,
Unknown and magnetic
Pulling everyday one inch more.
Proteins come in families
And ask you to choose your favorite,
As families do.
You value efficiency, you appreciate stability,
But colour and shape can dictate their popularity
Like little heroes in a fantasy novel
That becomes reality.
Of hearing the’ you can do it’
The’ women can do everything’
But have to struggle more.
By those who give it for granted
And just enjoy your result
Laying on their desk.
Among the comments and assumptions
For my present and my future.
Of leaving the window a bit open
And enjoying the fresh wind of opportunities.
We all share passions
And eyes looking forward
Although staring at personal shiny targets.
We all share goosebumps
When the future is a tunnel
And its length unknown.
We all share a special hug
That keeps us warm when loneliness strikes.
We will all share our special talent
And hold on.
Holding my shoulders tight
In the foggy late evening
I look behind
And every little act seems far
Yet crucial and painful.
The bonus ahead promises a rollercoaster
Of laughters and jumps forwards
To write a new chapter.
Resting silent at the desk
I reconsider my choices
And my achievements,
Little cobble stones
On a path with no clear destination.
After the curve, behind the hill,
A scene is forming
And slowly coming into focus.