Planet Earth
Planet Earth, my home my place, a curious world in the sea of space
Planet Earth, are you just, floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust, a piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void, a lonely spaceship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue, held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn’t true, you are my sweetheart soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part, in the deepest emotions of my own heart?
Tender with breezes caressing and full, alive with music, haunting my soul
In my veins I’ve felt the mystery, of corridors of time, books of history
Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood, have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood
Your misty clouds, your electric storm, were turbulent tempests in my own form?
I’ve licked the salt, the bitter, the sweet, of every encounter, of passion of heat
Your riotous color, your fragrance, your taste, have thrilled my senses beyond all haste
In your beauty, I’ve known the how, of timeless bliss, this moment of now
Planet Earth, are you just, floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust, a piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void, a lonely spaceship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue, held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn’t true, you are my sweetheart gentle and blue
Do you care, have you a part, in the deepest emotions of my own heart?
Tender with breezes caressing and whole, planet Earth, gentle and blue
With all my heart, I love you.
-Roman Smith-
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