For whom are the trees, mountain falls and oceans making oxygen:
Creation shaped all of life, but underscores breathing into humanity
The primordial breath of the cosmic genome, extending its progeny.
Humanity is at once gift, giver and given of the terrestrial kingdom.
It is collective gardener tending with expectation, what is to come,
It is watchman whose tower is the heart not made by human hands,
Whose travels fulfill individual paths across the lands. But as one
Is, the exodus of billions, greater in number than heaven’s legions,
It is anointing jars of living clay flourishing from alabaster cisterns,
Robed in the covenant mantle, moving to the rhythm of life’s candle;
Humanity resplendent, on this orbital footrest to eternity’s castle.