The Great Master of Genome
Who is that great Master or gnome
who so long has played
with theory of probability and evolution,
and created such beautiful genome -
from myriads tinniest living bricks
built up and polished
yours cherished elegance,
fine eyes, smiles and tricks?
Who and how entered, pressed down
all world in super spiral of DNA,
and now trying to beat off this precise construction
for nothing with one exact strike of key?
On such level of micro and macro
need search this enigma and answer
for such strong urgency for beauty?
In the tinniest atom
and in the stars association,
on the sun burning surface
in the dark depth
of frozen world of Europe
in the mouth of Black Hole
where we cannot see nothing
except complete future of Universe,
everywhere and forever
above us and below,
inward and upward our world
and nowhere, diminishing for misery and nothing
I just caught your marks and recollections
And will do it on and on.
Omnipresent and omniscient
omnishining and omnivictorious
as the prophet of science to proclaim
all other mysteries are preposterous
compare with that marvel
shown in the surface
just as that kind and mild woman
with beautiful countenance and adore
so great, peaceful and divine.
O my love, present me culon
something from you, for I have not left along,
even if odd and incompatible our genomes,
I want to save your image, how you smile and dance
hoping create your clone and survive you once
before the Master of billiards
with one precise and big bangs strike
crashed down and strive out the balls structure in triangle
for creating new perfections and marvels are myriads
from part of what that I had been so inspired and gobsmaked.
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