The ritual of white board

She was eight.. love those stars of all times,

dicovering numbers are infinite and stars are moving..

the biggest disccovery.. everything is moving.

Do not worry about the details.. they will all change in a second..

It all changes .. it all moves

She went on in life learning to write.. no white boards in the sixties...

Learned God is love..

wipe it out and fell in love with clouds..

Wipe it out.. go back .. white boards are in the eighties..

its not there anymore.. God is not love.. God is all..

Details and more details.. she wiped it all.. so many times..

there is always new discoveries to make..

never worry about a details because all will come to a change..

Forty more years, she finally has her own white board

today God is not all ..

today God is.. because she is

No need for details.. even this will change..