Under the bright sun,
pretty days of fun.
Nature full of beauty,
joy of life being my duty.
Peering into the night sky,
wonders of many, why?
A thousand universes surround,
even right before the eyes around.
Life moves so small,
universes might catch your fall.
Lying in other worlds of creation,
your intrusion may be their summation.
With wonders a plenty,
we should enjoy many.
No need to fly to Mars,
tripping may only take our cars.
Down to earth,
the place of our birth.
G