The rays of the early day
And the sweet smell of the morning
Are the perfect sense to the adventure
I am starting alone.
The Luggage is full at the door
And the diary has white pages left.
Thoughts
Unknown to me is
How to timidly proceed
When the others shout
And raise themselves to priority.
Impressive to me is
The presumption of the young boys
Who seek a creation of wisdom
For gold.
Wasteful to me is
The wise silence of the experienced
Who watch and think
While the situation resolves itself.
Grateful acceptance
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.
Snail 2
The snail is the animal
Who hides the success in its closed house
And silently surprises everybody.
With the colours of nature
And the belly that holds the world,
The snail tours the planet
Unobserved by the crowd.
Carrying its safety on its back,
The snail is always afraid
of an imminent disaster,
Yet it proceeds at its own speed
Towards the unknown on hold.
