Thank God, the planets don't revolve
In perfect circles round the sun.
But wander oval orbits
Far away in space.
Thank God, the axis of the Earth
Is turning tilted, like a top,
And wobbles as it spins.
Thank God, rivers never flow
In straight efficient lines
From the heights down to the sea,
But crash their way down mountainsides,
Fall over rocky cliffs,
And carve out twisting valleys where they run.
Thank God, Thank God, for all our days
And for every single creature
And each one's singular, quirky ways.
-taken from simple poems
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