I restrict my fence
And move them closer to my belly
Creating a nest I can only fit in.
Hay and dry flowers around me
Cover this atmosphere of mistrust
And, for a while,
The greyness gets a shade of nature.
Dear friend
I know you are connected to my heart
Even miles from here
And on another country.
Surrounded by factories,
You can feel my call,
When the routine gets boring
And the heart heavy.
To my friends
Trust as a medal pinned to the chest
To symbolize the hardest of the conquests.
A selection of persons
Worth a clean intention
And a clear will.
Those who choose the straight path in the field
That nobody is walking
And make a new path for all.
Those who taste spicy food
With trepidation and a laugh bursts.
Those who don’t talk
But tell the must important story.
Those who live far
But are always with me.
Smile mask
Your Chin is up and Your decisions conscientious
When everyday you try your best
And push your boundary
Using the recurrent challenges of everyday.
They told you s smile on the face
Makes you pretty
And helps you get along.
Competences and reliabilities
Are your companions
Yet they stop at the smile
And transform their superficial assumption
Into a belief.
Superficial attitude is what you give them
To stroll through the day
And now realize this masks you
And your serious approach to life.
Not just a smile.
Connecting dots
Here is your beauty
In your ironically serious questions
And your questioning the status quo
At each moment.
You adjust your believes
As you go along your way
And the difficulty is for the others to follow
And understand the trajectory
By connecting the dots.
Data speaking
Don’t ask others for advices but
Wait until you can give the best one to yourself.
In silence suspend the judgement
And keep the tempting conclusions at bay.
Keep hanging and enjoy the feeling
Of surprise
For the unseen stranger reality
Your data tell you.
Believe and trust
Always looking forward
We forget the taste of the past rides
In the lab.
Once assumptions,
Those crazy ideas are now believed
And found printed in the journals.
Through hard days
We learnt to trust
And believe the unreasonable
Until it became just a stepping stone.
Trust your hands and step forward
Years of hypotheses and confrontation
Gave you that idea
Of marvelous potential
And unmeasurable impact
For the people and the society.
You cuddle it in your mind
You question it and lay it to rest
Each day until the right moment.
If it makes sense
If it is feasible
Depends only on you
And your hands and vision.
You prove it
You make it reasonable and accepted
Against the critics and odds of statistics.
Trust your hands and step forward.
