Scribblings on the Ceiling

It's like we're fighting for the attention of God
All people, plants and things are fighting
To gain the attention of an eye in the sky
That notices beauty, form and meaning.
Why else do we strive, do birds sing
Atoms dance and stars shine
Galaxies form and crystals constellate?

We all are fighting for the attention of God
We build our castles in our own mind's eye
Shown only to the Holy Spirit's gaze
To gain approval from the One above.

If only one thing keeps us going
The LORD God above will rightly judge.