1. PROLOGUE
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and was God:
the One who was in the beginning with God:
by Whom all things were made,
and without whom nothing that is was made;
by the Word it was made.
In the beginning was the Word.
2. ALPHA
En archê ên ho logos;
hutos ên en archê pros ton theon.
Word was first in the beginning,
Nature's mental underpinning,
Concept and communication,
Utterance, delineation.
In each cell, twice helix wound,
Exactitude of code is found,
Word of life in genome hidden
Cannot randomly be bidden.
3. THE DANCE OF LIFE
Particles of matter dance in just proportion, mass and rhythm.
Quarks and mesons linked perchance with anti-partners shadowed with them.
Up and down, strange and charmed, gluon, neutron, rainbow-hued,
They dance the dance of life unharmed with every quantum grace imbued.
4. ORDO MUNDI
Search the heavens for Nature's laws, search the cell for simple cause,
Ask the fundamental Why there is a world to unify.
What leaps of faith for those who cry their mindless, random ancestry!
On fickle chaos they rely to harmonize their entropy.
"What immortal hand or eye has framed our fearful symmetry?"
For God is not the last resort of shortfallen imagination,
The undiscovered next report that 'solves' the scientist's equation.
God is and was the mind behind all matter and all mystery,
The word which space and time shall bind, and outlive singularity.
5. AUTHOR, AUTHOR!
Shall we ever see God's face in endless curvature of space?
Or hear the sound of song sublime in measured beat of cosmic time?
Who fashioned then the thought and word
Which black holes make and worm holes find?
What other creature finds absurd
The orphaning of humankind?
Like characters in author's plot who cannot see beyond the page,
How can we say the world is not a story from the Eternal Sage?
6. OMEGA
When our expanding universe shall once again collapse and die,
Its day of wrath, prophetic curse, shall end in singularity.
But now in time we shall rehearse the faith that day shall not deny.
In the ending is the Word, and the Word is God.
Hutos ên en archê pros ton theon.
Panta di' autou egeneto,
Kai chôris autou egeneto oude hen.
All things were made through him,
And without him nothing came into being.
7. EPILOGUE (CAEDMON'S HYMN)
Now let us praise our heav'nly Lord,
Mighty Creator in his Word.
Father gloriously arrayed,
For each wonder beginning made.
First he shaped for the sons of Earth
The roof of heav'n in holy birth.
Then our world did mankind's guard,
The eternal Lord, make afterward,
Solid ground, Almighty Lord!