That we are here to think and marvel how
All this we see and feel has come to be
And wonder if behind it all a Thou
Exists, some Ultimate Reality,
A cosmological defining mind,
The primal architect of everything,
Who out of utter chaos has designed
That universe of which he now is king—
All this remains a mystery to ponder,
Unlikely ever to be finally solved
For such deep matters always prove beyond our
Ken, though in our minds perennially revolved.
Perhaps our never knowing this is best
Because it is our purpose here to quest.
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