What are the odds that I would be human? That I'd stand on two legs, that I see with two eyes, and I'd hold with two hands? That I'd think, that I'd understand, that I'd live?
There's so much life on our planet, there's bears, and birds, and bugs and fish. There's trees, and plants, and mushrooms, and algae. It's all alive, and it all breaths and grows. Out of all these things, what are the odds I would be human?
All has it's place. Plants paint the world, the deer and rabbit and squirrel eat the plants, and the wolves and snakes and hawks eat the deer and the rabbit and the squirrel. Out of all the creatures in the world, what are the odds