His Majesty's Most Humble and Devoted Servant

The greatest men are those, I find,
Who do not scorn to change their mind;
And I, who have new eyes to see,
Must now let greatness fall on me.

In former days, in flush of youth,
I did not know His holy truth;
Though He was nice and fair of mind,
I slandered Him in speech unkind.

I called Him bully, I confess;
A danger to the world, no less.
His dynamism did not move me,
Nor worshipped I His energy.

My words were ill-judged, wrong, and loose,
And I have only this excuse:
That my perspective could not boast
The plummy perks of this my post.

Mine eyes now see in purer light
That turns all gaudy orange white;
And when He holds me close - well, well!
So clean, so fresh, so rich the smell!

Lord Mandelbrot the Infinitely Recurring