Arrogance has no place in a laboratory.
We are priests of progress,
Prophets of potential.
We feel the edges of the future,
By measuring it indirectly.
So please,
Have reverence for these sacred equations.
Leave space for mystery.
Hang your pride on the coat rack,
You don’t know everything.
Don the robe of wonder.
Put on the mantle of genius,
Which has and always will be,
Curiosity.