Design Or Dice Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Somewhere within each double helix haze
Our geni[e]us reaches out with magic wand,
Unites in sprung wrung multi-modal bond.
Recordings - unique keynote paraphrase.
Chained chromosomes control Life’s nights and days,
Encoding telomeres in locks, dark, blond,
Strand chance entangled links before, beyond.
Design or dice? Still Nature antics plays.
Enigma existential: all decays;
Little’s known what from primeval pond
Advances into future vagabond;
Versatile mutant, fenced from gnostic gaze.
If Time’s spring somehow could be role-reversed
Earth might not know soft music’s flow here versed.