Complexities grow, thriving, as odds become rife,
Possiblities trend to the exponential.
But He wont breathe yet, not to speak it into life:
Handfuls of silica stifle on potential.

Artist’s hands safely driven by an engineer’s mind
Soothes and smoothes granules to create true curvature
Deftly, stones into bone, torso and tissue defined.
Like music, rhythmic trimmings close the overture.

A detailed double helix inscripted by hand
From base pair to genome to phenome encoded.
Compressed into densities a finite strand.
A cryptic kernel now waits to be downloaded.

First decision theory then free will hard wired
Into synapses, coupled with self awareness.
Thought, perception, senses, all that, is required.
All constructed and trapped by a Master’s finesse.

A machine without cognizance is not a soul,
With no respiration this hardware has no role.
He draws close respires into your null frame.
You rasp a gasp awake “My God.. ” .. that is His name.

Written by Raucous