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As Eyes Greet Each Fresh Dawn

As eyes greet each fresh dawn, man’s answers seem crude bluff - a sunrise deemed blessing (or safety conceived as Love’s heart!) Once bright stars exploding formed ashes to paint us on fabric of space-time (still married to stars’ paths through space). Stuff burned by Red Giant’s a Sculptor’s best clay source? Recycled detritus of fusion’s failed spark forms a soul? As hydrogen fuses to helium (meets goal), then fuses to carbon, to oxygen, … till iron’s recourse means flame out; collapse of star’s mass can squish core’s face and spark Supernova, with neutron star / black hole a plus! Religions (most claim to) divine All That’s True’s start! But Physics scopes testable models that work; that’s enough! Brian Johnston June 25, 2021

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