Complete in math and word are all these pictures in my head,
They draw upon the things I've learned and everything I've read.

Without the mathematics there could never be solution,
The talk and write of minds will help us aide this evolution.

Evolve or not amongst your gods, how I applaud their take of grace,
To each I'll never call a fraud, for who am I to speak our race?

A scientist at heart, I am, enlivened with a way of write,
I've written words to learn in turn, eleviate my hungry plight.

This calculated spectrum helps me calibrate each brush,
A way of working words have taught me when it's time to hush.

One scientific-artist soul, an oddity in most of forms,
I offer all I've ever known with hopes that more approach in swarms.