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Science is a matrioska

The pattern starts with a little quotation
The topic is unknown, yet familiar.
The first answer is a cherry
Asking for the next one
Even redder and delicious.
The treasure hunt could never stop
But the day is short
The life full
my interest very personal
And the curiosity satisfied
At last.

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Stubborn desire forward

No window is open enough
Or garden fresh sufficiently
Today.
When you are on a hunt
And curious to poke nature,
There is always a step forward.
Tiny snails, reason vapour, atmospheric dust
Ageing bananas, mysterious taste of sausage,
Hardening soap, menstruations pain,
Everything pushes a question forward
And a foot forward

Scientific Envy

Sticky noise that follow me
In the lab and in the office
Is the fruit of envy or pure curiosity?
Fake smiles hurt me
And make me raise the fence
And my suspicion.
The dark side of science is here
To poison the good spirits.

Chasing what

Curious like a weasel
I find my sneaky way to experiment
The hidden question
In the back of the mind.
Curiosity keeps science alive
And gives its players the rules
While moving always the goal.
Hiding and chasing
Each day is a step
While the direction forms at the horizon.

Unknown science

The unknown is always there
Written its power and its curiosity
It pulls you towards the edge
Of knowledge and creativity.
The call is rhythmic
And white noise to a life in science.
You cannot avoid it
And you fear where out takes you.

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