Hear Earth's music, all that listen,
Witness its mighty performance.
Indulge in the brilliance of its show,
Leaving one feeling much suspense
At the fires brimming deep within
A towering and cavernous mountain,
At its vastly expanding bodies and
Pools of crystalline water, blue and green,
The towering, colossus lumber
Flourishing throughout the land,
The beaches, with an infinite
Number of specks we've named sand.
Yet none mustn't ever forget
Our moon's ascent, how our sun sets,
The cyclic continuance of both,
And how they contribute to our growth.
This world's nature, ancient and grand,
Needs not much to understand
Its display is enough to convey
With or without us, it needn't count its days,
For Mother Earth, forged from the stars,
Has traveled heavily, wide and far,
Its age exceeds all mortal lives
That scour the surface, and still thrive.
Older than man and creature alike,
Besting all rocks of space it strikes.
Though it may seem everlasting,
Sadly, that thought is met with contrasting;
This wildly microscopic planet
Is a mere grain of nothingness
When compared to its containment:
Our surrounding universe
And its chaotically large abyss.