From Stars
Our bodies are made from stars,
The lustrous sanguinity of speckled nocturne,
The dispelled chemistry of supernovas.
Trillions of years old,
Trillions of miles traveling,
We are children of spacetime.
Our bodies are made from stars,
Our psyche emerged like fire
From star formulas of life’s order.
Spontaneous beings,
We always were and will be.
Our bodies are made from stars,
Any omnipresent maker certainly expected
Our rollout in animated evolution,
And positioned us opposing
The universal drift toward chaos.
But assembled with molecules,
What then is our place in the universe?
Our bodies are made from stars.
Copyright © Thomas Wells | Year Posted 2021
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