QUESTION
To what end this mortal coil?
This spark of three score and ten
in an eternity of darkness.
Each human act insignificant
against a pattern that is the universe.
Each death a return to the source,
that primeval source of energy.
The universe questions its origins.
Man is its eyes, ears and intelligence.
The stars are oblivious of the question,
yet man regards their motion with worldly significance.
Can such lifeless stardust be
our humble and godless beginning?
The universe has all eternity to wait.
There is time enough for an answer.