The Original Computer

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    The Original Computer

    Nature is the original computer:
    A hardware wonder,
    A software magic,
    With downloaded clocks and calendars.
    Infinite functions and commands
    Activated by countless bits and bytes of energy
    Each and every chip is loaded
    With codes of all instincts and genes
    Of each and every living creature-
    Be it the amoeba or the whale,
    The finch or the vulture,
    The ant or the elephant.
    Each and every phase is programmed-
    Propagation and hibernation,
    Ovulation and gestation,
    Migration and mutation;
    On the dot it occurs
    With unerring precision.
    That is Nature where
    Law and order prevails.
    God's in His Heaven
    And all's well with the world.

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    BlackLabel commented on The Original Computer

    03-27-2009

    I liked this poem a lot, keep up the good work.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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