Over a billion years ago a star exploded,
Exhaling cosmic dust into the universe:
We were but specks then, you and I.
Into space we were thrown, traversing
The dark unknown.
It’s unclear how many life cycles we endured,
How many times our star specks were born
Until this age of perfect gravity,
When our cosmic dust was reunited
Once remnants of the heart of a nova,
Metamorphosis can’t undo the connection,
I’d know your glint in a sea of light;
You’d seek my fire in a world ablaze.
We are always.
Because together, we make home. Constant,
Independent of time. Your speck