Some walk through life while others creep,
some wide awake, some fast asleep;
abundant are, whose fate
bids them to: "Alternate!"...
On these conditions, wonder why
humanity - this far - got by,
creating works of art and song,
perhaps appease for what went wrong...
Same in nature: Physics' laws
send all 'existence' to the maws
of entropy, oblivion;
still, creation does hold on...
It's really strange, why can we see
that mixed with all 'machinery',
the chemicals, mere happenstance,
does sprout the flower 'Transcendence'? ...