The ride

The Earth rotates in exactly one day
And goes around the sun in precisely one year
How does the Earth know what time it is
And when to be there or here?

The moon moves around Earth
The tides move the oceans
Makes me stop and wonder
How they each got the notion.

With every storm
New life is sprung
For everything that’s old
There’s a new something young

The days get longer and longer
Then shorter and shorter
Everything goes around
In beautifully perfect order

All of this thinking
Has got me quite tired
Too much to question
And energy required

So instead of being anxious
About how it’s all guided
I think I’ll just relax
And enjoy the ride