She is an artist of reason, sharp and sure
Who creates a masterpiece from logic
Her thoughts have me ever craving more
For their sequence ascends like magic
A scientist she is yet an artist
Who creates out of the raw material of reality
Yet the magic strikes, with her it didn't miss
It's alive in her and goes with conviviality
Her entreaties are so spirited
Fierce, witty and wry
Her mind is uninhibited
As wide and deep as sky
To the east, she goes in wayward trance
Filled with the rhythm of the worlds romance