If Heaven Was The End We Sought

If heaven was the end we sought
And our destiny
Then life would simply come to naught
And we would cease to be;

For those tragectories we trace,
High as we have to soar,
The heavens cannot be the place
That we are looking for.

They only make us want to come
Back down to earth again,
Right back to where we started from,
To seek the surface plane;

While, going up the steep ascent,
It isn't for the sky;
To find out what on earth it meant,
Here, is the answer why.