Evolution Poem by Bill Grace
Evolution
When I was eight
saying the rosary
to Wagner
in the living room
the word was God.
By undergraduate years,
thanks to inspired professors,
divinity
was discovered.
As my circle
draws towards close
I find reverence
in a Hindu phrase:
"That which is unstained
by words."
with a little help
by pictures
from the Hubble telescope
and other things
now that Wagner's gone.
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