Big ideas, small hands

I am a speckle of dust
Filled with ambition and clear thinking
Shivering its small size.
How to translate what is boiling in me
Into a recipe and a spoon
To feed the curious world?

Manuscript fascination

Knitting Words in a thin line
To portray a discovery
Is a daunting experience.
Describe what is immediate
And later drive people
to the hidden effort
And the bumpy journey
That kept you up at night
And excited at day.

Happiness in the lab

Professional happiness
Does not reflect in your life outside the lab.
Topics of research are specific peculiar issues
Of almost no importance to those who cross your way
Or share your restaurant.
Telling life a tale your work to a fresh new ear
Brightens up your spirit of young scholar
And reactivates your brain from its winter sleep.

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