Reflections of eternities, space-time infinity wonder

                     Who then are we, that he would be mindful of us?

                     As drops of rainís ocean return to cool evening mist

                     And as summerís grass withers, so we fade to dust

                     Thus our Father in heaven, in his infinite wisdom

                     Has chosen we the foolish to confound the wise

                     And from the obvious sin of his wicked children

                     We can deduce that our science is based on but lies

                     Just as microscopic leeches in our small intestines

                     Unlikely believe in the reality of me and of you

                     So the modern professor in his vanity of superstition

                     Needs a change in position, to know what is true


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