The Embodiment of Us All
Well before our human time began, this earth was shaped from its mold,
Just as was its brother and sister orbs, formed from universal stars so bold.
Our own planet and all that's in it, of the dust, as a likened sod are we all,
We're subject to the grandest of our progression, as well as an untimely fall.
Not all cast by the hand as a child's marbles game, but a careful selection,
All to spin in space, to fill an empty void, conceived and of grand perfection.
Each rock not of a wayward course, a piece of the puzzle, all surmounted,
Galaxies connected throughout a majestic realm, of every grain, accounted,
Atomic mass turns and to remain, just as the largest planets, all so revolve,
Smaller than a quark, not any are known to exist, compositions to resolve.
Moons revolve about us, a nucleus of ourselves, the grand design remains,
The smallest to the greatest, an embodiment of all, its majesty so ingrains.
As a cohesive conception, the essence of all life, a creation of the eons,
In the meaning, a synchronicity, unrequired in its list of defined reasons.
Marvelous, is majestic, beyond limits of the most intelligent human mind,
An envious embodiment of the whole, not just fortunate, is all human kind.
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