They ponder and they gaze

Upon the veil, the sea of stars

Beyond each dim, faded beacon of light

A sky of ghosts, bearers of life

Forging elements in their crucibles

Becoming self-aware to know itself

Reflections of the infinite

Eons in my field of view

Boundless, cosmic

Breathing consciousness

Remnants of a dead star

With time beyond measure

There is meaning in chaos

An uncertain isolation

And we long to return

As the ashes from its final flame