The Scientist

My current post is a break from all the science-intoxicated stuff that I have been posting so far. I would like to try my hand at poetry although I think I would probably rank below a poetry novice. For the poetry experts, hope you can put up with my attempts irregardless of how shoddy you think my work may be. Okay, enough of the introduction, so here goes:

For aeons, Mother Nature has kept her secrets locked in her safe,
a veil of Darkness shrouding Mankind, the air permeated with fear!
The long Age of Darkness a consequence of Mother Nature's wrath,
divine deities were thought to be harbingers of Her violence
as superstition and ignorance reigned throughout dreaded temples,
the reigning central institutions of divine authority.
Lament not, for the dark wintry period cannot last forever!
The birth of the Enlightened ones an usher of Spring's arrival,
as the first rays of the sunlight illuminated the darkness.
Peerless intelligence, wit, unparalleled courage, a keen eye,
all are developed mental faculties of the Enlightened ones.
A few amongst the Enlightened ones are unparalleled craftsmen
constructing potent instruments of enquiry like a lock-pick
and unlocking Mother Nature's safe, unravelling her secrets!
The era of Enlightenment saw the establishment of schools
dedicated to the endless pursuit of knowledge and research
as past superstition is soon banished into obscurity.
Revealing Mother Nature's secrets, the Enlightened ones' sole task;
setting the stage for Man's harmony with Mother Nature's grandeur!