The Single-Minded Pine

Of science, who can say what
Methodology will be
Testable, next century,
Yearns toward the blue above.
If only stars were alive,
If the sun had our interests
In mind and sought out the shades,

Gentled the harsh, barren rocks,
Wanted us to be alive,
To stay alive forever
Or for as long as our sun.
But it's not so. The pine strives
Because all the other pines
And flowers strive to top it.