God and Humanity: Technology

​But surely our tech is sep’rate you say,
How can a gear be of Nature that way?
Hard angles splayed in a spok-ed array,
There’s no God in machines… you hast’ly pray,

Find thee a comb full of honey and bees, 
Or wee spider’s web, strung up in yon trees,
Wilt thou draw lines, between Nature and these,
Or state that His Plan: it comes in degrees?

But equations... oh my! Man: he hath used,
Designing these wholly unnat’ral things…
To thee I remind: Fib’nacci educed,
Seashells by God’s math, Newton: Saturn’s rings,

In sum, my dear friend, Mankind is His plan,
Too, though you doubt, are creations of Man.

​- Scott Alexander McKenzie