You hung each planet on its axis;
You hold us in place
with your mighty hand.
You wrote the laws of physics;
the matters of space and time
are beyond the limits of human thought.
You created the cosmos;
the galaxies are your handiwork
stretched out only for your outlook.
You filled the ocean basins
with your teardrops
and painted the landscapes with brushstrokes.
You shine brighter than any star;
the sun bows to your glory every night
and stands at your command.
How could anyone believe in
atoms obeying random order
when your fingerprint is everywhere