Scientist Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Scientist



He looks up and sees a twinkling star,
The heavens are still,
And the night is profound
And the trees sway gently
Without much sound.

This is a beautiful night,
But the man writes on paper of white,
Some numbers which he has to calculate,
And then he looks through
The giant telescope again.

He knows only the star that twinkles.
But even that through bare
Facts and figures

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