Roll, Globe, roll
On your magnetic, molten axis
Wobble at your apex
Changing tides and terrains.
We're held here,
By the force of greater push then pull
Racing through space-time
Not aware of the speed.
Roll, Globe, roll!
To the dark edge of the never seen
Our minds look for answers
That we have never asked.
Roll, Globe, roll,
Through stars, holes, debris and human probes
Hold fast your orbit now,
Lest we fall from our hold.
by, Meade