I think there really is no question.

The Seed

Is God for real, how do you feel,

There’s a big oak tree standing high and bold,
They say, it’s gotta be five hundred years old,

Grew from a small acorn out there in that field,
A bird maybe dropped it losing his meal,

Sure is a miracle with no others around,
Impossible to flourish in this type of ground,

Out here in the desert, it stands alone there,
When the sand all around is empty and bare,

There’s no sign of water, how could it live,
Is there an answer, science can give,

Studies reveal that unseen and deep,
There’s a miracle fault with a good water seep,

Hey the mystery is solved, beat yourself on the chest,
As a great scientist, you are the best,

But there’s another mystery, you’re not finished yet,
You’re just getting started and that’s a safe bet,

The acorn you researched came from , you found,
Four hundred miles the nearest around,

Maybe a wild pigeon, they swallow them whole,
Maybe he died by a small water hole,

Could be the answer, they migrate in fall,
Five hundred years , maybe this answers all,

No Sir , ,I’m sorry but there’s a lot more to come ,
Where did that first acorn come from,

You’ve come up with answers that seem to be,
Logical deductions and I’ll agree,

But scientist all over can’t seem to show,
How life started, they just don’t know,

If the oak tree produced the first acorn,
Then the first oak tree, was already born,

You say it evolved from a seed on the ground,
That millions of years later spread seeds all around,

Ok that’s good but the answer I need ,
Is where it all started, who made the first seed,

I’ve seen the arguments almost come to blows
But the best answer I’ve heard is, “God Only Knows!”

© 2021 Tom Leftwich