Perspective

Where's our place in this vast universe, is it's existence a gift to mankind?
Our size seems optimum for this blue planet, was our environment truly designed?
Our stature is dwarfed by the dinosaurs, and smaller than a mammoth's tusk,
Yet even a mammoth is shadowed by the size of the Arctic's frozen crust.
And the Arctic's circumference is merely a cap for the oceans which blanket the Earth,
The fifth biggest planet in the whole solar system, the Sun to thank for her birth.
The Sun is only one star in a trillion, and of unexceptional size,
Some can swell a thosand times bigger, a million kilometres wide.
With over a billion solar systems in an endless sea of galaxies,
So big that light itself could take a million years to reach the boundaries.
But then go smaller, to half our size, and even smaller still,
Where insects thrive with every challenge thrown at Nature's will,
Each made of cells the eye can't see, all living their own lives,
As if by magic their numbers grow as the cells spontaneously divide.
Inside those cells are proteins and acid, instructed by their nucleus,
Consisting of molecules impossibly small, containing the code of us.
All molecules are built from atoms, with protons running the helm,
And infinitely smaller still we reach the subatomic realm.
So where's our place on the sacred list of universal priorities,
If we open our eyes we'll soon realise we carve our own destinies.