I do not know the ways of spheres:
how planets orbit,
how stars alight.
I do not know how life's sustained,
how atmospheres enfold.
I do not know the wheres or whys,
protects our sky.
I only know the heart of man
and know that it is sick.
I have not plumbed the ocean floor
nor found the place
where tides must rest.
I have not climbed the highest peak
or seen the plates force up.
I have not swept the sea, the land,
I've only met God's hand in time
and read His plan to save.
I cannot answer mysteries:
why life exists,
why time must die.
I cannot say the span of man
before our time, beyond.
I do not know my mind's own truth
why hearts must lie.
Yet I have known Your way with me
and say that it is good.