Sonnet

I believe in the idea of which I'm a part: A sacrosanct speck in a magnificent Whole! Not a despicable fiend, a spendable soul, dumped into this world without a guiding chart. Because, without me there would be no mind ! No thinking matter capable of my feat ! It will be a world of wood and instinctual meat, a wretched old planet, mute and blind. So, go ahead my friend and look for the seat of the dark prince who ruled the past ; you'll find the place empty: the man just quit ! Can't you sense in you your highest kind ? The peak where all mountain came to a blast that gave birth to a miracle: the human mind !