Thursday Poem - Out of Stardust Dancing

Somewhere above us in the cauldron of night,
particles of stardust perform a slow dance,
incandescent motes coming together into worlds that
are yet to be, becoming the sky and the land and the sea...

and so it was with us in the beginning —
we were myriad motes of stardust kicking up our heels
around the mother sun and dancing in the endless deeps,
we danced in our orbits, and we became.

When you look up into the night, breathe deeply
and remember your beginnings — once you were
dancing stardust, and though you have come to rest now
on this good dark earth, you are still a child of light.

Catherine Kerr