A scientist has always a voice
She spotted and explains
The phenomena each day.
Others get surprised and fascinated
And with their questions like children .
The scientists digs and reiterates questions
Until it all sums up
To an objective reality
Like an explorer with a brown hat
Staying a child at heart
Forever.
A word game coming from a mental exploration of the word “protein”.
My normal clothes embrace me,
A scientist in disguise,
And reminds me of the holidays.
Shorts and sleeveless
from the forbidden wardrobe
Give me a brave allure.
Communication appears essential
When what you research daily
is uncommon
and has a shine for your eyes
No other people can see.
Selecting the words is the job
And depicting them in images
Hard.
You will fill the white pages
With memories and sensations
Others live on holidays
And you feel in the lab
When nobody is watching
And your results emerge.
I see your young eyes investigate the lab
Still blind to the unsolved forms
In each corner.
The will to learn comes with a fear
and a personal journey
That is never considered and hard to predict
In intensity.
Your basis is solid yet green
Holding promise for us all
Too old but not too naive not to be still afraid.
Superpowers hide
In the folds of small papers
And in the bars of your graph.
Superscientist runs and calculates
With hands and mind
Digging for gold in a pile of errors.
Superboss imagines and visualize
The scene behind the corner
Before tomorrow comes.
SuperStudent looks deep and polishes
The corners that unattended bring shadows to the investigation.
Caring today and imaging tomorrow
Make the story.
