She was happy and sad
There were Chinese letters down her right shoulder
Taken shelter from the storm
So close in space yet so far in place a small smile of passing
We are not just star dust
We are star fuel every bit of us a preferred source of fuel for some star class
What is it that we are learning
She took her small daughter to the shore and the rain did not fall; drawn near shelter a storm passed
In this space and time they linger
Place we find ourselves beside out of step mostly slightly in tune more than not
More positive than anti
Small things cause pain in our lives as well as large
We return to the ocean; the ocean returns to the heavens
Call it another life or what you will it will be created
New stars will be born
Where will you be then
We can trace 13 billion trips around the sun in the sand
I think there is more
We can trace 4 billion more years of the future of this planet
Where will you be then; where were you before
I think there is more
How far will this recycling continue ?
Regardless your policy: you will be star fuel
Where will you be then
We walked along the shore between storms
A nice small chat in eleven dimensions
We can know the past as well the future
In two directions a circle meets
There are few ingredients and infinite possibilities
More than I can comprehend but I can imagine if I could it would not be that complicated
So much makes sense like the pressure waves across our spiral galaxy
It comes for us for this loan that has been made
Where will you be
How will you know; will they know you
Do we know them?
I think there were more
There is a certain economy to this stellar and species evolution
Circles are not new
To create something so large would you use more or less ingredients?
You might not comprehend a specific number and there is surely much we are ignorante
But you can imagine a finite amount of things creating the infinite
You have a heart for such reasons every hour your waking day should you only choose
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