Casting an eye from my perch in space
Earth’s dance reveals a heavenly face
She is lovely, curvaceous and blue
The dawn portends a vivid preview
Standing out on the planetary ledge
Clinging to the disappearing edge
This amazing view is beyond believing
The steadiness of this rock is deceiving
Tracking incremental geodetic motions
Gazing at the grandeur of the many oceans
The globe’s rotation produces no sound
Disbelievers don’t acknowledge the round
Holding firm on their staunch objections
Disallowing any scientific perceptions
Facts were aligned with beliefs, the written word
So what if Newton’s apple drifted skyward
Our body of knowledge turned on its head
When a bold idea has no starting thread
It meets the bottle plug like an unsure corkscrew
A lame attempt to steady a weak point of view
The circular route radically bends this straight line
And God made it perfectly spherical by His design
