Sunday, February 3, 2013


   The wonder of all Being summons praise,
   Yet most of all ourselves, who comprehend
   The universe itself within our gaze,
   Supposing it both enemy and friend.

   We mostly marvel how our kind’s emerged
   By course of evolution into being
   And have so far avoided being purged
   By our offended Maker’s cold decreeing.

   Praise, then, is due and rightfully bestowed
   On this mysterious source, our origin,
   Progenitor by whom our seed was sowed—
   Neglecting which most certainly is sin.

        The greatest of creation that we know,
        We’ve greatest cause to pay the praise we owe.