Future whirl

The thrill is on
After I actively pushed myself
To imagine a future
With its roots on the happenings of today.
Each day possibilities form in the space around me
And i only have to train my patience
As a gardener in September.

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Morning start

Silently the train approaches me
And the action starts.
The day and its plot are initiated
By my expert and warm gestures
Moving towards the lab.
Everything looks like yesterday night
But a wow is hidden somewhere
Also today.

Surrounded

Time is not wasted,
As you think,
While staring at the horizon of today.
The mountains lay closer
And clouds are covering the sparse houses
And their lights.
Today, the valley is narrow
And hugs me with no escape.

Time pain

As I grow older,
Time seems to accelerate
And Push me aside from the competition.
Valuable minutes are spent
And I do not notice
But I miss them
When alone in bed
I am hurt by what could not be done
today.

Un-decided

I am hanging confused today
On the brink of a chair
Trying to decide if I am
Dried or energized
By the millions of interactions,
And the instinctual clicks of the day.

Today maybe

Knees at the chest,
Facing the first sun
While the hunting thoughts of the night
Vanish.
Another today starts
And with open arms
I welcome its schedules
But long for its situations of apparent impossibility
Where my mind is lit and
Rushed to a personal solution.