Einsteinian anthem

Anthem to Albertus E.

Microscopic flaws unabiding

Earth's true scribe was He;

Chronicling the fate to Her we bring

Sweetly singing, crudely though it be,

All is ever there to see.

Would we find it, would we care,

For all the treasure He'd laid bare?

Can but Lords' creating witness these

Secrets 'o our Being, if you please?

Will now growing thunder come to thee

Awakening in You His plea?

To see unseen ,that is

The very Heart of 'Thee.