Creation or evolution?

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A dusty rock in dark strange universe,
robots of intelligence birthed,
no strings attached with controls.
Free to roam, explore, live in freedom.
A creative presence in a high kingdom above,
but an invisible force among.

A book, a holy book, author known,
full of evidence that a supreme luminates.
Call number, prayer, lines opened at all times.
Life with a big puzzle in dominance,
leaving big question marks on some.
Only left with evidence, no solid proof.
Seeing is believing or believing is seeing,
no sight, no belief, many negotiate, doubt.

Out on a hot desert a man leaves foot prints,
tired, beaten down by trials.
Falling in prayer of, no bandage seem to be patched.
From nowhere a four legged, animal of strength,
made to fit on a ride.
Two foot prints turn to four, speeding away in the dust,
water, grass trees of cool,
a tired beaten one rest in sleep, away from sand hot,
sun burned skin.

Before gas driven moves, animal for long travel,
appears on the scene why? How?
Who fitted such a creature made to fit,
before gas moved us to get?
Many of them just running for catch, a ride good,
made to order.

Wonders a many, pieces fitting perfect.
To many to be coincidence, evolution to some,
creation to others.
Minus one atom, particle of importance,
nothing would work, no air, no water, no day, no night,
no nothing.

*Evidence*

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