Sonnet: The Futility Of Man’s Labors Poem by Dr John Celes

The ‘why’ of many things is still unknown;
The ‘how’ of certain things, puzzle remains;
The ‘where’ of many things is lesser known;
The ‘when’ of certain things, waxes and wanes.

Most earthly matters are not lucid still;
Most divine things are known not in the least;
Most human achievements are by the ‘will’;
Most natural phenomena aren’t yet pieced.

Sojourn of man on earth has done nothing;
Life-span of man is too short to achieve;
It matters not whether pauper or king;
The man of wisdom does in God believe.

The greatest feats of man on earth are naught;
Compared to Nature, man’s work is a dot!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-13-2008