The following is a poem inspired by the Wood Frog of North America. I have to write it however in text format, you read it as a modern prose!
Spontaneous rsumption, a function of the Wood Frog coming alive! Frozen in ice for the winter, not alive, not dead, no heart beat, yet not dead. And the first thing this frog does as it thaws in Spring is seek a mate! To procreate, so the story is carried through yet another generation. Allaho-Akbar, God is indeed a great, master architect of Nano cells and clusters that make life go on another day. Another year, another generation, one nano second at a time.
http://www.exploratorium.edu/frogs/woodfrog/index.html
Spontaneous rsumption, a function of the Wood Frog coming alive! Frozen in ice for the winter, not alive, not dead, no heart beat, yet not dead. And the first thing this frog does as it thaws in Spring is seek a mate! To procreate, so the story is carried through yet another generation. Allaho-Akbar, God is indeed a great, master architect of Nano cells and clusters that make life go on another day. Another year, another generation, one nano second at a time.
http://www.exploratorium.edu/frogs/woodfrog/index.html
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