Minutes distillation

Sitting and staring at the landscape
I don’t value these minutes
That can hand out joyful ideas
And first steps
For a new direction.
The train accelerates,
I slow down

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Open window

What comes through the window
Is a gift and a tool
That chances and love
Send you today.
I have only a Narrow breeze
That can cross
And the empty air can still
Make me close my eyes and
Bear natural freshness.

Multi-tasking

I sit in this train
Fruit of mechanics and engineering
But today Full of eccentric lifestyles and meaningful missions.
I am Searching through the window mine.
The wild and the human concrete
unroll with regularity building expectations
And suspense for the ending
That has not been written yet.

Window opening

The skyscraper is empty
When the dark falls inside and outside.
Alone at the desk,
Thoughts chase each other
And your will to open that window
Returns.
Escaping or expanding
Towards the new
Is so refreshing.

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