Stars are formed in clouds
Of gas and dust, nebulae
Nuclear at core
Stars provide enough
Energy brightly for years
The exact lifetime
We are born of stars
So proud until we pulsar
When fusion ceases
Eons erase hope
What once would light forever
Turns to gamma ray
Pridefully suns sear
Hot too fast, too self-consumed
No cheeks yet to burn
Godspeed is lightspeed
We see until we are blind
Not invisible
We are dark matter
More of us than meets the eye
Feel our gravity?
Ripped seams in space-time
Blessed beings emerge headfirst
The dead prefer breach
Nothing left to burn
Suns die everyday out here
To leave voids of love
Massive cores collapse
Passages to yesterday
Bridges to Other
When stars burn cooler
Life has opportunity
Everywhere blue worlds
The scent of Goddess
Permeates all creation
Sweet salinity
Life is atmosphere
Creatures born to see the light
Watercolorists
Fine pointillism
Clarity from a distance
Planets at the edge
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