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