ETIOLOGY AND ETYMOLOGY
It could not be that all of life and we
Emerged from dust, some shattered star’s debris,
But rather that such order was aligned
According to the dictates of a mind.
The universe is rather like a poem,
A verse, at first, then growing to a tome,
An epic such as Milton might have written
About an apple infamously bitten.
Good Orderly Direction is its theme
As countless eons manifest its scheme,
A plan that marvelously created us
To show what wonders can arise from dust.
The Cosmos, we infer, has been designed
By an immense, enthusiastic mind.