Who Would Think Mere Happenstance

A seed here, a breeze there,
some sun, some rain,
the tilt of a tiny blue planet
as it races around its star.
Who would think mere happenstance
could produce this harmony, this beauty!
Yet here it is, before our eyes:
Balance, a grace of design,
an artful juxtaposition
of varied hues and forms.
Nothing is out of place. Nothing’s missing.
Explain it as you will; the beauty remains
and surpasses all the theories.
The heart understands things
that words can never tell.

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