We are sons of suns
Rent from cosmic dust
Ageless yet ephemeral
From clay to bone to rust
Simmered in the primordium
A fusing organic stew
Each quantum thread unspooling
Into seeds from which we grew
Sparked by atmospheric bolts
A molecular genesis starts
Cellular replication explodes
The whole not the sum of its parts
Our code is bifurcated
A curved and complex line
Sine waves on all frequencies
Converge and intertwine
The pulse of our existence
Beats steadily in space
The primal call of history
That became the human race
On a scale of geological time
Each day can span a year
The thrust of evolution allows
Complexity from chaos to appear
Through incessant trial and error
Evanescent order can emerge
A perpetual work in progress
That feeds the final surge
Each nascent life created
Carries shadows of the past
Time marches indomitably on
Until next becomes the last
Quixotic in our nature
Prone to wanderlust
We’ll expand beyond our limits
When reality goes bust
Transcending beyond the physical
Our corporeal shells cease to be
The ultimate evolution unfolds
As consciousness becomes energy
There in our final form
The baseline patterns realign
In the darkness of infinity
Our luminescence can evershine