Evolution, or
how us silly animals have continued life on this crazy rock hurtling through space at a bajillion lightyears per shutting eyelid,
is quite an intense,
one big happy family tree.  
Like veins, our **** times carry life
along the river Present.
We're frisky little blood cells,
but eventually we run outta oxygen.
So we swoop around the sun
like a shooting star around a heart and
return to the Source to get filled up again.