Here we are set on a spinning globe
In the vacuum of space to vast to behold
We're granted our minds and a means to express
Our thoughts on all things including our purpose
Dare we open our hearts as wide as our minds
Perhaps with the truth their focus can be aligned
Our passions though strong are many times misleading
For serving the wrong purpose than we should be achieving
There is wonder and glory that has been laid at our feet
Though we chose to look further for things more elite
We don't have much time to figure it out
That is why God jumped in to our mess, have no doubt
Our souls are the prize, not things that are lost
For they are eternal.  We must follow the cross.