First Star

You know, these are the days I use to dream about Hibernating, safe in my mothers body And even before that, when I was a floating mote of helium High above in the heavens, and somebody looked up And a blazing star fragment fell at that instant; they thought it disappeared Far away over the horizon, but it went into a woman's eye Who was looking up at that same moment And like invisible particles continue to act upon one another even at a distance The two watchers of the falling star had to come together To give that star-seed a place, room to grow To put out tentacles, and grow body parts and brain cells- So that looking up, it could see the other stars and know itself Even know things it should have no knowledge of Things happening far above, all the while stars fall and comets skip past And that is why our hearts feel ancient at times And the reason we look up in amazement, With bright stars in our eyes, remembering.