I’ve just found out that one of my great engineering lecturers died in March this year.
This post is dedicated to all engineers and to all those who have an engineer inside.
Light, sun, the open air
wrap the engineer’s dream.
The engineer dreams of clear things:
surfaces, tennis, a glass of water.
The pencil, the T square, the paper;
the drawing, the project, the number:
the engineer thinks a just world,
a world no veil covers.