In The End

     In The End

        The Dark
Gives us an edge
To hone ourselves against
Until we need it
           no longer
           when
       the time
       for honing
       is over.

As for the rest:

Anybody who cannot marvel
At the magnificent Mind
Behind all this
Is a sorry soul indeed.
       To be pitied.
        But certainly not
        to be
        emulated.

                 The way
                  the DNA
                  unzips
             in order
             To make
       a new vessel
       from a donation
       from the male
       and the female
                  equally?
You've got to be kidding
                  not to see
    the intricate beauty
    in the construction
    of all this.
     
            Even if
  it's all an illusion
                          in

         The End.