whispers of existence

Everything comes from matter The cosmic dance of dust and time Everything is based on material A canvas where our thoughts incline Everything physical and metaphysical A tapestry woven, interviewed Maybe; I, we,existed by coincidence In this grand design; what do we find? Do things happen naturally? What about the beauty that we see? Maybe intelligent design Crafted in the depths of misery. Does God exist beyond the veil? Christians assertions, hearts that sail Atheism excludes the divine Yet scientists facts agree and intertwine Our gen surrounded by media Curious minds want to know The icing of life- dies it spring spontaneously? Can life be primitive; a delicate flow? Ot through creative intelligent hands A God who chooses probable strands In this whispering chaos of existence We seek answers in this cosmic dance