The meekness I propounded has been bent
To represent a dour passivity;
Let me now say exactly what I meant:
I meant humility toward mystery,
I meant the care of a good engineer,
I meant a common sense ability,
A simple penchant for making things clear.
I am no enemy of science, no,
But meekness is what good science requires;
Or else it simply joins our idiot show.
Instead of fine solutions, raging fires.
Instead of floating homes, drowned villages.
Befriend the earth? Not in some naive way;
Befriend it standing tall in Abba’s care.
Befriend the earth, but idolize it not;
For Abba’s way makes us the masters there.
