Ah, Nature, grand enigma, long revered,
We stand in awe as we do contemplate
What seems to be the work of one long feared,
Or else the touted happenstance of fate.
From diatom to some sequoia tree ...
From the amoeba to the giant whale,
We look to chance or some sagacity
Too grand in scope to founder or to fail.
Oh, may we read your messages aright -
May we, in searching, get beyond the clue
That points to death or to that brilliant light
Which has the power even to renew.
Ah, Nature, let us see, or else reveal
What Chance has wrought, or else that God is real!