HERE TO STAY
We were implicit in the grand Big Bang
From which the blooming universe arose,
And were there heavenly angels there, they sang
Of coming glories, we may well suppose—
How out of nothing: everything would come,
Developing a cosmic edifice
And ultimately us, who seek to plumb
The depths of mystery creating this.
There may be consciousness far more advanced
In the awesome infinity of space
That patient evolution has enhanced
And elevated to a greater grace,
Still, it would be more prudent to presume
Our prime imperative’s avoiding doom.