So here we are. Somehow we’ve come to be.
And look at all we’ve done and have become,
Though we have yet to solve the mystery
Of life and consciousness or deeply plumb
The occult nature of the universe
Which seems not happenstantial but designed,
Though loath its deepest secrets to disburse,
Yet seemingly, like us, possessed of mind.
Good Orderly Direction we’ve named GOD,
Personifying what we recognize
Has elevated us from lowly sod
Toward sapience, though yet not wholly wise.
Should we arise to wisdom, then we’ll know
What makes the universe, or this verse, flow.