He is..
The sunrise and the sunset,
The bigbang and the eschaton,
The wrong doings and regret,
The substances and the chemical reaction,
To memorise and to forget,
The creation and the distraction,
The Genesis and the Revelation,
The title and the rhyme,
The day and the night time,
The skyline and the shore,
The surface and the core,
The January and December,
The Spring and the Winter,
The before and the after,
And I wonder,
Why does everything,
Starts and ends with him?
He is.. He.