If we are to believe that we are made of stardust,
That from a vast universe of chaos,
By the power of a single point of harmony,
A seed of order was planted

And now,
Being that seed fully grown
Regarding our creation,
While reflecting upon our inescapable demise,

Are we to worship the order that created us
Or the chaos that will end us?

For scientific background, see The Second Law of Thermodynamics