Interstellar Dust

INTERSTELLAR DUST Wrapped in darkness alone I abide Underneath these starry skies. Northern Cross or graceful swan A billion years their lights have shone. Swimming these dark matter oceans I am filled with humble emotions. Ninety-nine percent I cannot see, So much is sought in luminosity, Shrouded by the Uncertainty And the Theory of Humanity. Born of elements, the cosmic seed. Then into the heart-space and all that bleeds Consciousness, the I that sees Struck by waves of possibilities. So here I stand, my thoughts to rust, Nothing more than interstellar dust.