
We are all made of stars.
I believe it now, I see them there, in your eyes
staring back at me.
And I know the miles you have traveled,
for all your parts to meet with mine again.
We began together,
those billions of years ago.
We raced through space,
I lost you in a galaxy whose name
I can't remember.
But our gravity has always secured us,
and slowly we pulled to each other.
Crashing from other planets,
to share this one.
Oxygen plus nitrogen plus carbon--
we have reformed so many times.
Now we re-form together.
Braiding our DNA and all our stardust
into the star's next generation.
About the Creator
Amy Jourdan
I have an infatuation with books. I spend most of my time adventuring with my two sons. I enjoy dipping my fries into my frosty.
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