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.

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