Before I die I hope to signify
That how I’ve used my mind was for the best,
That I’ve asked not just who and how but why,
And my profound inquiries have been blessed:
Why are we here, and why have we the power
Of conscious intellect to comprehend
The universe and savor every flower,
Knowing our beginning and our end?
No other earthly creature has such scope
Of aptitude and possibility,
And through our history we’ve learned to grope
And grasp at meaning in this mystery.
If I, before my end, could fathom this,
I’d happily descend in death’s abyss.