If we are to believe that we are made of
stardust,
That from a vast
universe of
chaos,
By the power of a single point of
harmony,
A
seed of
order was planted
And now,
Being that seed fully grown
Regarding our creation,
While reflecting upon our inescapable demise,
Are we to worship the order that created us
Or the chaos that will end us?
For scientific background, see The Second Law of Thermodynamics