The Universe Is Just A Child Too?

What is there to harmonize? Don't you realize everything is exquisite? Everything is tickety-boo, Don't you realize the universe is just a child too? Just as, as erratic and lost as you. Expanding, gaping, yawning a motherless cry Creating, traversing the darkness Don't you realize the universe is just a child too? The flora and fauna beneath the sky Is all part of His unanswered dreams? Well, that's Just as, as-erratic, and lost as you. Oh, aren't atoms the planets and stars Acting like blood cells, and like gasoline-cars And doesn't a photo plate of the universe Have those look-of-diseased corrupted lungs. Yes, this world is hard-core, a complex hall of mirrors Every word and thought is written on your face Your pain incinerates itself to cinders and ashes So with me, why not ask; what is there to harmonize? Don't you realize everything full of grace is exquisite? So what is there to harmonize? Everything is tickety-boo, isn't it? Don't you realize the universe is just a child, like you? In ever-decreasing circles It and you and I have introspected and expanded Everything but truly, Were you ever really there? Were you ever really here? Were you ever really there? Were-you-ever-truly you! Answer if so, What is there then to harmonize? If the universe is so exquisite—then so are you. So did you ever pay yourself, your life any-great respects? What is there to harmonize? Don't you realize everything is exquisite? Everything is tickety-boo, isn't it? Don't you realize the universe is just a child too? Just as, as erratic and lost as you. Expanding, gaping, yawning a motherless cry Creating, traversing the darkness Don't you realize the universe is just a child too? The flora and fauna beneath the sky Is all part of His, unanswered, quest for Him for you?