There’s something with which matter is infused,
Though not so much an entity as force,
By which all things are spiritually enthused
And set upon a purpose-ordered course.
How otherwise could we have come to be
Not only animate and conscious but
Invested with a will that’s partly free
And able to decide by brain and gut?
We’ve come to call this motivation “GOD,”
Good Orderly Direction’s acronym,
By which we’re elevated from mere sod,
A force we have personified as Him.
We’re better off the more we keep in touch
With what from nothing made so blessed much.