Searching for Solutions

What does drive life’s functions
What keys of truth will heal
If we melt it with our potions
What will life reveal?

If it were a laptop
Ground up into bits
Bathing in the solvents
It would give you fits

You would get no answers
Dissolved it would just stop
The chaos that you ponder
No longer a laptop

But if it is a life form
Like a tiny cell
Dispersed in acid storm
Some think they study well

Context comes from living
Form contains the content
The software of adapting
Gives meaning to the sentient