RedRavenPoems

From the sky it falls on down, twisting twirling, straight to the ground.

Unseen by eyes, felt by the mind. Into the earth, it flows you’ll find.

Explosions from the mighty heavens bring forth the things that make us all.

A gift of light, a gift of life. Straight from the god’s mighty hall.

We see it high, up in the night sky. As the comets begin to trail by.

The dusty glow was luminous in the dark. As the stardust enters our hearts.

It makes us forms us, gives us our life.

And in the end, we return to it, after years of toil and strife.

For ashes to ashes, dust to dust. In the end, the stars are us, and to them, we shall return