There's the origin story, Big Bang, entropy, stardust; Cosmology: it's a branch of physics; Spiritual practices are easy, Remember to breathe, eat, sleep, expel waste, And let your heart beat; A sacred text? Put your hands on the side of a tree Let words wash over you and away Pray to the birdsong that you are a component of this universe Among many All headed to the same place Death, decay, destruction And reuse in every possible form