George, the more I familiarize myself with this expanding and evolving universe, the more it appears to me, a stranger, so much so, that I could, as Blanche Du Bois rely on its kindness.

An acutely philosophical poet pours a poem into this vastness [called earth] that surpasses all ordinary intuit understanding. And has done so with grace.

I do believe you have nailed it with that last stanza.

The last stanza states quite nicely how insignificant our existence can be compared to rest of the universe.

Well done this observation of yours, waxing philosophical in poetic form the existence of man perhaps is to question and the ripple effect of the pebble dropped will form the rings....smh

I like this a lot, letting go of our control-freak delusions of power, which is certainly fostered by modern technologies, is somehow reassuring and calming - very well written too. One of my teachers used to say, "The more you know the more you know you don't know."