Star Stuff
I was born of a singularity –
A 14 billion year-old silent explosion,
Minuscule yet massive;
Unimaginably dense
I somehow expanded –
An infinite void,
Spawning colorful clouds
Of cosmic gas and dust
I was trillions of blinding stars
Collapsing and exploding,
Raining elemental sparks
Across the great expanse
I suddenly became stable,
Pressed by invisible forces;
Molten from trembling plates;
Cooled and carved by moving ice
I was synthesized in the oceans –
A hopeful spiraling helix,
Single celled and brainless,
Growing ever more complex
I was a bipedal stranger,
Learning of tools and fire;
I hunted and fished the earth,
Uttering the first of human sounds
I am the universe in deep contemplation;
I am consciousness sprung from the inanimate;
I am carbon-based collection of stardust,
United with myself in the vastness of space.
Copyright © Nick Ruff | Year Posted 2014
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