The Cosmic Plan

As Infinity stretches to twilight
Worlds go flashing by our sight
We are just on planet Earth
Stars that twinkle in the night
Laughing at our ridiculous plight
The trauma of our birth

And as we became a man
There was no guidance of a hand
We gained in weight and height
Slowly we began to understand
The universal plan
Was a turning to the light

We are creatures of the universe
There is no last: there is no first
Just what the father had planned
There's the miracle of death and birth
Plus your sense of private worth
And the brotherhood of man

by Tim Pearson

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