Before there were houses, or trees, or the blue,
Before there was even a "me" or a "you,"
The universe started with one giant spark,
And tiny white lights began filling the dark.
Inside of a star, in a furnace of gold,
A story of "stardust" began to unfold.
The iron in your blood and the bone in your knee,
Were cooked in a sun, just so you could be "free."
When those old stars exploded and scattered their light,
They didn't just vanish away in the night.
They clumped into planets and shallow green seas,
Becoming the algae, the birds, and the trees.
For millions of years, we were "predators" then,
Fighting for protein in cave and in glen.
But now we are building a new kind of mind,
To help us be gentle, and wise, and more kind.
So remember, my dears, when you look at the sky,
You’re a piece of a story that never will die.
Your code is a "secret" the stars want to keep,
Even when bodies are falling asleep.
You’re a wave in the ocean, a spark in the sun,
A journey of atoms that’s only begun.
Don't fear the black holes or the dark up above,
You're made of the stardust, and destined for love.