The Crannied Wall Without God

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The sun would scorch, but what if there is no

One there to suffer?  Sunsets stun away

The light, yet what if no one sees that glow?

Electron microscopes have found the way

To gaze at protein chains, but long before

That breakthrough, D.N.A. was there, not known

Or understood, but now men must explore

Its meaning.  Marrow in the living’s bone

Has been observed.  For eons it was food

And not much more.  The constellations called

On us to comprehend them, were construed

As myths by men, but knowledge then was bald.

  The cosmos takes on meaning only when

    The universe is realized by men.

© Phillip Whidden