Spinning top

Do you not think the stars gaze up at you?
From their places in the heavens
They admire your rotations
Your endless eddies and circles
To them you are a spinning top
Full of madness and energy
But emitting no light.
See what I have become
From a distance. Close up.
It is the same thing.
I know I have a body
Sensation proves it
I realise I have a mind
Or I would not be here
If I doubt I have a spirit
Why do my sins trouble me so?