Accident or Design

The fish needs the anemone; the anemone, the fish The pollen needs to be the bumble bee’s most precious wish There’s fishes that frequent the mouths of huge man eating sharks There’s places where I walk my dog, where he, at nothing, barks The dragonfly leaps into flight, how does he know he can A dolphin will attack a shark… to save his fellow man???? A chick will clamber from an egg and when he’s fully grown He’ll fly five thousand miles to find a land he’s never known All of this is cool and yet defies all explanation So what on Earth created everything in every nation Coincidence or accident, the odds just made it so When mother nature’s dice were bad, she took another throw Do I marvel at the splendour of the stars or moonlit nights Do I smile when on a lavender a butterfly alights It’s truly hard to comprehend; to find a rationale For each astounding thing in this whole world - or this locale Some say it’s evolution and the rest say we should pray As though it’s Mother Nature or a god made things this way But nature plays a game of chance; things work or don’t last long I wonder at the notion that a god might get things wrong There’s negatives… volcanoes, earthquakes, famines and tornadoes I’d like to think a watchful god would save us all from those I know not who or what made planet blue ’pon which we live But when I see the truth my full allegiance I shall give For all the birds and all the bees and all the plants and all the trees Shall fill my heart with joy but shall not bring me to my knees And yet our science tells us that it started with a bang Which, some say, is as likely as, “Then all the angels sang.” But all of us - you, them and I - are mortal as that butterfly Will answers come the day we die, or will our souls lay down and cry Will we float into the light with no fears, needs nor appetites Or will we simply cease to be, with no more days and no more nights I gaze at all the wonders that form part of all that is And I don’t know if they are nature’s work or they are ‘his’ I envy those who have the faith; for me, I make this call How lucky have I been to witness all of this at all?