Stardust

In fiery furnace I was cast,
spewn forth in a Nova’s blast.
I traveled interstellar space
before I had a name or face.

Dust coalesced around a star,
and gathered in a rocky disk.
I spent a billion years a stone
Before I called the sea my own

Then I was an Ancient bird
Who soared above the chalky Cliffs
That was timeless time ago
just before the comet hit.

In course of time I was begotten
An heir to all time has forgotten
A higher consciousness I claim
At least I have a face and name.

As stardust we should raise our eyes
In wonder at the starry skies
Where stellar furnaces brightly burn
and other stardust wait their turn.

And when I should depart from here
Do not mourn or shed a tear
For I am stardust- never fear
I am the music of this sphere.

poem by John F. McCullagh
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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