Stars born from stars

Matter in no finite form

No definition fits as all is one

The lines are drawn as it cannot falter

Matter dispersed and again collected

In cyclic swirls of improbability

Not guided yet with function and purpose

Destruction gaining knowledge of creation

Creation but knowing beginning and end

Physical laws bent but never broken

Ravished by chaos but calmed by it's consistency

On my knees at the alter of the universe

Surging with it's power as it is I

My subjective unimportance

Dwarfed by the totality that I am a part of

Not eluded by pietistic conception

But utterly devoted to the physics of provenance

Finite matter in ageless fluidity

The creation of matter and man

Ashes to ashes

A cyclic manifestation

Ashes to ashes

How right they are

As form withers matter transforms

The continuity of material rebirth

The visible ageless dance of cosmic renewal

In the darkness I pray not for my soul

I revel in the brotherhood of matter

It holds the endless possibilities within the ultimate simplicity

Construct

Dismantle

Reconstruct