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My place in the universe

Pondering my place in the universe
I wondered,
am I really important?
does my life make a difference
in this earthly existence?

Or am I just a grain of sand
being trampled upon by imaginary
gigantic powers?

As I observe the golden globe's
rise and fall each day, in 
spectacular array, I realize
that my existence is rather
spectacularly insignificant.

Watching the interaction of light sharing, 
the passing of the torch so to speak, 
of the greater luminary to the lesser every night
all for the benefit of us earth dwellers
gives me reason to pause.
 
We are so small, less than grasshoppers
in comparison to our Maker, yet the heavenly skies
in their incomprehensible majesty are designed with us in mind.

Oh now you are having delusions of grandeur you say!
Ok, think about this, 

What purpose does moonlight serve
if not to be observed by us? 

Who needs Divine guidance by day
and by night?

Does the animal kingdom appreciate
it's glory and give praise to it's Maker?

Or does it require a measure of intelligence
and appreciation for the Giver of life, to
be able to see more than celestial lights
reflecting for our benefit?

Can we not see His Wisdom, Love, and Power
shining through these reflective lenses?

Does not our pondering these celestial reflectors
cause a reflex reaction in our interior?

Surely that is the purpose, and as a result,
my quiet reflections, have become earthly
reflections of  heavenly realities.

Just as these heavenly bodies give silent
testimony to their Grand Maker
should I not, as an able bodied human
a vessel of divine light, also give glory
the the one and same Maker?

So I understand, and have come to know
that the reason for all human existence
is to recognize our dependence on
and submit our lives to, and use our lives to give 
glory to our Maker.

My insignificant tongue, can at least
be used to declare God's glory, and by
so doing I am reflecting His love for all
humans.

In other words, my place in the universe
is clearly heard, when I raise my voice
and I rejoice, in praising my Creator...in verse.



John Derek Hamilton
May 09,2016
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