What is man?

Artwork by Hannah Floyd

“When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?” The hands that moulded the mountain ranges and arranged the galaxies are the same hands that cradle my drooping head and wipe away my tears. In the midst of all this corporeal beauty, why me?