The who, the what, the where, the when, the how—
These questions curious human minds allow;
One other, though, our minds always deny
As most unfathomable: the question why.
Why are we here? What purpose do we serve?
What rules and principles should we observe?
Why, after eons, should our kind appear
If not intended and designed for here?
It cannot be we are an accident.
We have to think that somehow we are meant,
That meaning is inherent in the scheme
That we now know once made the cosmos teem
From nothing into boundless energy
Evolving into us—who strive to see.