A small fragment of
Imagination.
A speck of
STARDUST.
Whole galaxies made up of
Light.

The Moon.
A glowing hemisphere of rock.

The sun.
A glowing ember.

Stars.
Shining and twinkling,
Looking down on planets and people.

Exploding nebulas.
Colorful bursts of gas.

Us.
So small,
Seeming insignificant in this colorful universe.

Us.
Fragments of Stardust,
Pieces of broken stars to the core.
Seeming insignificant but all the more,
Powerful, so beautiful.

Pieces of life.
Destined to keep everything rotating,
The weight of the stars,
Held on our shoulders.

Every little thing,
Is made up of Stardust,
Rock, and Ice.
Colorful gases,
And fallen stars.

I guess that
We're all just
CELESTIAL BODIES.