Have you ever gone around The places up above And lifted from the ground The dirt we’re made of Just examined its feeling Its veiled vitality And pondered the deep meaning Its symbolic mortality We’re stuck in this single plane Existence without purpose And a life less exciting Not seeing the underlying Truth that this life we live Always has some more to give If only we would look up And look upon the stars lighting up Vivifying the sky in all of its splendor Attesting the glory of its creator