Our Cosmic Home

A speck of blue in a sea of black, spinning fast on a stardust track.

Earth is our home, our tiny dome, floating through the vast unknown.

We are stargazers, dream chasers, bound by the pull of cosmic tracers.

Space is wide, but Earth's our guide, a place to grow,

a place to hide. We are small, but this we own.

The Earth is ours, our cosmic home. Mountains rise and oceans sway,

stars light up the Milky Way. The sun gives life, the moon keeps

time, together they form nature's rhyme. Asteroids whisper, comets streak,