I set upon the tip of Earth
Atop the highest point
Considering my station
Connected at each joint.

I've been since time begun
To what is my end ~ I do fear
Alone, isolate, a fogotten one
Sighing within a sadden tear.

Let me not be:
An infested mass,
Errupted pressure,
Idleness in vainities,
Failure within voidness,
A host of nothingness.

Let me have:
Purpose,
Awareness,
Poise in being,
Gifts to give,
Intellectual humility.

Allow me the feelings of:
love,
peace,
charity
and joy.

Please GOD ~ Let me!