Thoughts On the Physical World and Life

How finely tuned this world the great machine Precise: its programme code, and never changing Immutable equations writ Boolean Determine every nuance of arranging The scene before my eye showed clear mutation Dull Green and brown to bright and glistening white The signal for this magic transformation A predetermined level Fahrenheit Yet there’s another factor to this drama With impact more self-willed and variegated That may drive this abundant diorama I speak of life: each form reiterated Regardless of the source from whence it came Life creates fields, partakes in the great game