Tuesday, January 21, 2014


       The marvel and the mystery and awe
       Of all that consciousness reveals to us
       Must indicate that there’s a higher law
       Which somehow governs all that’s marvelous.
       That energy and particles alone,
       Exploded from some fierce anomaly,
       Should ultimately fashion blood and bone
       And breath seems an impossibility—
       Unless one presupposes cosmic mind,
       Some governing intelligence at play
       Throughout the universe that has designed,
       Like any artisan we know today
       Who builds a bridge or writes a lyric poem,
       A cosmos where our consciousness can roam.