Humankind Orphaned
Undeniably we remain one of nature's works
in progress, the draft plan having undergone
many spontaneous alterations from primordial
times to the present and look, we are still
evolving. Nature has patience and she does
not think in terms of her creatures' lifespans
for in the vast time and space that she has
dominion over we are but the briefest of
afterthoughts.Who knows, really? She might
even in that brief focus on humankind's
complex blueprint, have envisaged a tame
cooperative spirit somewhat like a colony
of bees or of ants working studiously together
for the common weal, and indeed her humans
have themselves on occasion expressed such
admirable intentions of emulating those far
lesser creatures. Hers is a busy agenda however
and such details must inevitably escape her
notice as she turns attention to the much larger
order of orchestrating fascinating events
in her universe as a whole, only occasionally
returning to the minutiae of which humans
are but one example. And having turned that
attention upon that agonizing evolution might
have muttered a plague on that disorderly house.
Wednesday, December 4, 2019
Labels:
Poetry
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