Day 2.5: stars

We live in a galaxy of birth
In a cut glass night of expectation
Exhaling breath in crystal shards
We looked up
And saw the ribbon of the Milky Way
Bold against the sky
And rich with nebulae and birth

Noisy with the chatter of creation
In nurseries of gas and matter
Protons fuse and burst and stars ignite
There are stars up there whose light
We'll never see --- stars just born
Radiant and racing towards a present
Ten thousand years away

There are stars there died before
We took our mother's milk
And trod on earth -- stars that burnt
In one long fury, blazed with angry light
And guttered out. Long dead.
Sending ghostlight from their past
But brilliant in this moment

Exhaling breath in crystal shards
Above us weaved the Milky Way
We fused and burnt a memory
Of a moment. Ghostlit in our heads
Actions lead to deeds we'll never see
Radiant and racing towards a present
On a cut glass night of expectation