What is life?
What is the meaning of this?

I look up yonder
To see the great, blue sky
What is beyond this galaxy we live in?

I look around
To see mountains and valleys

It is like someone created this
Sculpted it with such precision
This surely is not coincidental
The way nature is made with
Such finesse
Such beauty
Like someone,
An overseer,
Had created it

I look ahead
To find the vast ocean
It seems to carry on eternally
The birds fly over me
The wild beasts roam the landscape freely

Do I dare take advantage of this gift?

The sky gets dark
The sun goes down
The stars come out
And the moon reflects off of the beautiful ocean

Life