All of life on this earth is sponsored by the sun.
Without it, evolution could never take place.
Women’s bodies and water are linked to earth’s moon.
They would never bear children were they not attuned
To its movement. All is, as a function of grace,
A perfected geometry craftily spun.

Laws of physics are finite yet stable and strong
To ensure a reality we can believe
Is as real as no other, imagined or not.
Can we learn any more from them or are they fraught
With inscrutable essence? To them, I’m naïve
In my quest to gain knowledge. Yet, here I belong.

That which comes into being is from that which was
Of another reality now quite unknown.
It evolves to peak balance and stays there a while.
Something of such enormity none can defile.
A brief speck in the cosmos, I am not alone
Among earthly inhabitants of the first cause.