Wrt your comment and question, I begin to take issue in lines 11-12. I've always remembered these lines from Auden's "Friday's Child", which seem to me a neat description of our human predicament:
Though instruments at Its command
Make wish and counterwish come true,
It clearly cannot understand
What It can clearly do.
Nevertheless, I also like the last line and the sonnet, which is true in its way.
M
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